November 30, 2001

not again

turned
inside out by what
went down
that day
that way

leaving what
I thought I had
behind
getting
what I never wanted

and again
it doesn't seem real
and again
it feels sharp
jagged

so here we are
too close
to where it began
and I feel my nails
dig in
to tender flesh

don't make me
don't break me

fury is a storm
that moves in quckly
explodes
then eases out

no time
to find cover
no time
to brace
for change

it's too easy
to come undone.

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