Saturday, July 28, 2012

Stretch

You worry too much.
Only over the ones I care about.
You can never care too much.
Finding myself. A way to...where?
Exactly where have I intended
to appear? Where are my expectations?
To get far away for just a spell?
To get far away and see what pulls me back?
To see if I get pulled back?

Why'd I get so far from you?
God, I've felt so far from you.
I seem to have forgotten you.
And tell me why--when you're still here.

But I have already buried you
so that I would not have to endure
the slow unraveling--the gradual stretch
inch by inch by inch until
one day, without quite noticing,
there is no longer a bridge.

--Emily