Soul Whirling Somewhere The Hook Through It
it still hangs there in my head. it won't end. like a
dead bird in the air that just won't fall to the ground.
i could run away to moneta, wyoming. or red lodge,
montana. or maple grove, minnesota. but i can't let go.
we're connected for good, ain't we? when will this tether
be gone? and my memories twist into fantasies that, like
a moron, i think have possibilities. i could go to
antarctica and bury my head and what's left of my heart
in the snow, but my love just wont go. am i sick? or were
we meant? am i being f..cked with by demons? is it me
that's acting evil? am i in the right? or am i wrong? or
is this just how love is?