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Changes


By Violet Saxon


I am not afraid of change
But these days it seems to clog every artery
Echo in every word
Sit insidious on the tip of every tongue
And I’m tired of waiting for it,
Tired of the tornado of what-if’s and could-have-been’s and maybe-I-should-have’s
And so for now, I’ve found
There is a place I like to go
in the space between
Nothing
and
Something.
It isn’t hard to get there but it is
impossible
to stay there.
for you cannot stay within
the blink of an eye,
the flutter of a wing,
the moment
before the wave
crashes,
and the water
roars.
You cannot stay in that dreamy, dim-lit place halfway between
sleeping
and
waking.
Those who try are trapped
Forever,
frozen in a flurry of their own forgotten dreams
cocooned in their comfort and turned to mush for lack of light
stuck in that dark half-way place
A little after
Nothing
A little before
Something.


I am too afraid to stay in this place
and too afraid to leave it.



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