Not much to say...

....Except for the fact that I wrote another poem today.

A Crow in Flight

I close my eyes, and I see you

Standing there, a statue 

Of self confidence 

And stone cold conviction.

I blink- try to clear

The thoughts in my head,

Swirling, mixing, combining

Into a single entity of 

Sights and sounds-

But your image is tattooed

To my eyelids, a live-in

Of my brain, my thoughts

(How much is the rent, babe?)

The white noise around me-

Slews of gibberish, nonsensical words

And phrases, spoken without an

Ounce of self assurance-

It dies off, when I recall the sweet, sordid past

And I hear your low, dark voice

In my hear, making me strain

To listen to the silence.

And now I'm scanning

The skies above me

Looking for the bird that flies

Through my deepest desires.

A solitary crow in flight,

Vanishing into the dark abyss

That is my heart.

Will write more tomorrow. I promise.

-V.