Still

Time does not heal where it can’t reach.

Beneath the surface
I am the same
I am here still.

Is there such a feeling as too much?

You pour and pour out every moment,
Knowing forever is not enough
To move from behind out to the front.

The scenery
I catch dimly
That circles past
Is all okay.
Inside I’m in the same place, still.

It runs ahead of me forever.
I’ve touched what doesn’t fade,
Behind the veil
And after all this time, I am there,
Still.

It’s in my heart my mind my body, all of me
Flings itself to this sprinting entity
Sprawling, arching, unimaginably deep
It permeates far ahead
And slithers back into my bones.

I am there still
I feel it still
I spit on thrill,
There I am.

My only care,
One wailing note
That fills all space.

It’s been the same forever
And I am here still,
Playing on top, knowing it doesn’t matter,
That someday I’ll die
So who cares? Who cares
About your idiocy?
Run ahead of my thoughts racing after me,
Beneath my body’s functions and the web they constructed
That means nothing,
I am there,
Still.

04/18/2011