Listen to the music
and do not hear
the noisy thoughts that crowd my head.
"Did I hear the din,
as the rot set in?
As discordance over wrote the harmony,
with chords that clashed
with a complete lack of rest.
We decided that it was best,
to go our separate ways
and try to forget
the dreams that we once had,
Before we got mad,
And every toothpaste tube,
and toilet seat lid
became the battleground
for all we failed to reconcile.
Maybe in a while
the pain will ease,
and I can do as I please,
But right now I am locked
in the unresolved yesterday.
Wishing the harmony had never ended
and I had never returned the key...
(These are thoughts that this photo triggers in my mind, and they bear little relation to reality)
