ropemarks

1/23/2004

staggering waves explode
onto my pictureframe
they've caught me in the act
i'd barely given a thought to you
and now, you're the only one

i pull back the glass
shift the lens to the side
and gaze at the broken scene before me

is this torture?
to know you're alive and well
but never thinking a second thought of me

is this pleasure?
to feel lingering ropemarks inside
you've got nothing attached to my heart anymore
but it still burns

only a smile
only a smirk
gives away my position
of chances shirked
callouses gained
and dreams overrun