[2004-03-08]_11:08 p.m.
no C.O.D.s
cash on delivery (3/6/04)
a wave of insurgence
heard crashing through
the walls as i lay at night
an echo of what could
the peaceful sizzle of the
oceanic beast
as it draws away
its grip
leaving behind
a trail back to its lair
deep down
to where no one can go
without that feeling
engulfing all the senses
a last breath
being held indefinately
but well aware
i wonder what the last
thought could be about
if regret takes charge
wishing to change past choices,
or a longing to complete
a dusty list of places to go
could it have been a different meal choice
or is it that feeling of the walls drawing so close
squeezing your soul out before it is ripe?
what is it that i feel?
how could i forget
and would the world be the same
if only
i could understand.