The sound of tear streams
Tears the patterns asunder --
Deafening silence

And she's dead now

And when my moment came in the procession of faces all I could muster was, "I'm sorry it is under these circumstances that I am finally seeing you again"

And you managed, "Better now than never again"

And my eyes are dry but my heart is in a twisted knot of emotion

And I can't decide whether you have played yourself the fool or have spoken the profound wisdom

And I let one tear drop and decide you've done both

And she said,
"The **** I have to deal with is unreal"
And I said,
"You're right"

Distinguishing crest
And crashing into focus
Turbulence is mind

Oftentimes passion
Is what gives weight to empty
Then you may feel full

His feet stir with longing
Baggage barely clinging to his fingertips
He escapes the outbound missile
Crosses the platform as if it was an existential crisis
And catches the wind
To blow him home
Away from the way he resides

Signage won't matter
Nor the road paint that you lay
Love is not one way