Heavy

I call out, and you turn.....

Young, so young you look just now

Still the echo of the dream hangs.

Heavy.



You say you don't care,

And yet you avoid any contact,

And so here am I with my images,

Heavy.



Thoughts that glowed warm at night,

In the glare of daytime burn.

Remain unresolved still...

Heavy.



Let's talk about our tangle,

And figure out just how

To begin to unravel

Heavy.