By sarah iristakeroot@juno.com
Date: 21 October 2000
when night falls
i was lonely
and maybe a bit forgotten
for in those moments when i forget
who i am
and release the tension
the wonton fancy
maybe just the bodily needs
that seem to assault me
when i feel suddenly shaded
in the repression of who i am
then i seem to seek out another
last night i was lonely
so incredibly lonely
that staring at the fading blacktop
as the sun began to set
even that made me feel
as if nothing in the world
could ever make me feel wanted again
intense loneliness
as passionate as any feeling
it seeks to take you away
and never bring you back
when tears are not jaded
their pure, pure emotion that
seem to know the familiar paths
they track down the cheeks
so in the midst of my lonely blacktop
and my setting sun
passing by the fields i watched grow
during the summer
and burst into a green that seemed
to contrast with the sky that it was arguing
with yellow flowers that bloomed against the side
of the roads reaching toward my moving car
the road where i felt breezes assault on the
crisp autumn mornings when i had
to have my window open for the fresh air
on this same road is where i shed my tears finally
when they began to fall out of the pain
that i seem to come along with into this world
when i was born
it could be for a reason and maybe one day
i shall learn to live with it
but for that night i let the pain be what it was
and i let it flow freely
who can stop loneliness when it comes
it has a life of its own
i know it will come again, its never far from me
but for now the sun it out
and i can forget it
at least until night falls
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