desperately trying to get
to point B
it sinks in
it will not happen
not tonight
there will be no pilgrimages
pill grimaces
or sheer delight in
knowing you can go the
distance
but you'll always come back
desperately trying to get
to the point
and your heart sinks
but there are no clean ways
to do these things
no time to say goodnight
to everything
before the big sleep
man and his cymbals
February 27, 2005