Below is a poem for you. You know who you are. You’re the one I love so much.
A song to play in the background while you read. If only life had theme songs to play in the background, but alas our lives are lived with little music and sound that is appropriate for the moments. It’s been two years. How come time can both seem to pass so quickly and so long ago?
A Worse and Better Time
How many deaths can you take?
Until one sticks and it finally stops a heart
Beating and beating for no reason
A heart does what its meant to do
You sit down and realize it’s there
Timely movements with each breath
Like the Yogi setting on a mat
You stare quietly outward to nothing
Because your mind has become blank and tired
Tired of always having to move
You ask it to stop but it stays there
Stop
And it stays there
Stop!
And its there
Mind and heart constantly giving their own reason
Thinking and remembering and doing all those things
That keep your memories whether painful or good
They get mixed in together
Will they be separated with rebirth?
Words are cheaply given and cheaply heard
They have the strength of air hanging still and heavy in summer
Breezes happened last season and will follow with the later season
For now, the air is stagnant and heavy
Still and cumbersome, like wearing unnecessary clothing
And I’m still staring at the wall
My heart and mind still beating and remembering
A worse and better time
A worse and better time…
…A worse and better time
And then it begins once more and you go to the top and read it once again
Is it good or bad?
This past you have
This past you had
Again, you listen quietly to the beating heart and beating mind
Berating and bleating
Remember me?
A worse and better time
A worse and better time…
…A worse and better time
