November 2, 2004

It’s almost 9:30
The moon is squashed.
I have sat in my car
Waiting for…
To laugh with me, and play and maybe
Rub my feet.
An exhaustion has set in
That is deeper than the day,
I just now realized what it is…
It is the exhaustion of a long journey
With no end in sight.
A journey like my journey up
Mt Timpanogus, under a midnight moon
Where the scaling of the peak
Just another peak to climb.
And this journey, that I’ve been climbing since my childhood, is:
“Where will I find my love?” and even more,
“When will I find my home?”

One Response to “Exhaustion”

  1. Anonymous Says:

    your feet, your feet
    were in need.
    my fingers bleed
    to push and knead
    your soles and to
    squeeze out the pain
    after days of rain.
    i’m now insane.
    my calloused fingy tips
    open you up to trips
    and make you
    tell me so
    much that you
    left out before.

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