11 June 2004

bookmark

my head ain't what it used to be
oh no
and my mind is a shattered mirror on the wall
reflecting
My heart, a smouldering hole in the ground
oh well
My soul is in tatters again.

Please excuse me if I fumble
If I stumble
if I fall

If I trip
over my feet
pay me no heed.
This happens all the time to me
I guess I should be used to it by now.

Falling
into
out of
love
again
deeper
deeper still
I carve
a scar to remember you by
they last so much longer than photographs
and pain
makes a great bookmark.

(c) Adam Cheshire 1999