delusional

delusional old bricks, red and crumbling flowers bright blue and crisp and i wondered where you had gone behind a wall that did not exist the sky silently wept over me clouds crawled by like angels wings san francisco died in the swirling mist it was just one of those things a melody whined through my head pianos and violins kept the music slow i decided to try life one more day there really was nowhere else to go mortar crumbles into dust at my feet from a wall that will soon fall down i’ll stay a bit longer until it is done i suppose i’ll eventually be found i lay my head on the cold, hard sidewalk i give my body one last jerk and twist waiting for the bricks that will never fall behind a wall that does not exist tolbert