Saturday, September 17, 2005

There aren't any constants

I've not done math in a long time, but it doesn't take a fool to realize that there are too many variables in my life. Too much to solve for and I am left staring at the board, mouth agape, not knowing where to start. Twirling the chalk in between my fingers. There is too much silence in the room, there is so much blackness. I pick up the phone and there isn't the expected dial tone. Hello? And it just echoes out into space. So this is the substance of loneliness, solid words with no heartbeats and echoing voices.

Staying on track is the important thing, remain on the rails, skate right along it before the train. Just glide.

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