to be honest with you
i could sit here and tell you
the ins and outs of a boring story
and make it all about you
instead, allow a moment of silence for me
because inward projections of thought calm me
whilst the external bizz-buzz carries on outside
but this is about me
im reaching for the word
yet it flies away
good, im glad
and a thankful thought shakes my hand
you sound like a bird singing in the trees
perched on a barked branch
where the sun seeps through the gaps in the leaves
i see your shadow on the floor
interestingly you persevere
but, me, i do not care
that, for you, a wall has been built
because i feel safer than ever
as i rejoice in a solitudinal way
things weave around me
so do what you want
think for yourself because i wont be there for you
its gonna be a long, long time
before i touch down again to return
and im sure you'll find
that im not the man i used to be
if you understand, then im happy for you
if not, then im happy for you
im now at peace so for that i thank you for your company
// a Weird Fish poem