Sleeves of the Soul

our hearts were once joined, now apart the degrees of separation are burning, my wounds are weeping there is no other day judgment came yesterday Autumn leaves began their journey as my night was laid to rest the walls started falling down scattering the Rose of Sharon a bed of flowers to die in a place to lay my weary head I can no longer go walkabout black smoke is streaming a signal, all is not well there is only one reality, now tomorrow has yet to come yesterday is already history I must savor these last moments, sucking in each drop in desperation I prayed for hope for the will to fight again but also for the strength to let go my fingers slowly lost their grip creeping my purchase crumbled sinking ever deeper becoming an automaton I am going through the motions watching the lights extinguish along with my last grain of sanity the cloudy waters of my heart dream poems, writing of the light I can surf the stars once again the lip curls, it is folding my heart and creasing my mind sanity has fled on golden wings as sleeves of soul sway in the breeze