Sunday, November 6, 2011

tristesse

i’ve felt myself slip out,
through an ivory cage,
i’ve watched it escape,
going so far away.
my mind never rests,
it just spins, dizzy
like the organs of heavy machinery.
my body deflates,
mimicking forest green vacation mattresses,
where you let all your effort
go.
and i’ll just let all of me
go.
what keeps my head heavy,
rides on my back,
and weighs down my chest,
and waits for me
to let it win.
but it knows,
i’ve already let it win.