I Say Yes When I Mean No

Maybe We Try Too Hard To Be Remembered, Waking To The Glowing Yellow Disc In Ignorance, Swearing That Today Will Be The Day, Today We Will Make Something Of Our Lives. What If We Are So Busy Searching For Worth That We Miss The Sapphire Sky And Cackling Blackbird. What Else Is Missing? Maybe Our Steps Are Too Straight And Our Paths Too Narrow And Not Overlapping. Maybe When They Overlap Someone In Another Country Lights A Candle, A Couple Resolves Their Argument, A Young Man Puts Down His Silver Gun And Walks Away.

We Dropped Our Troubles Into The Lap Of The Storyteller, And They Turned Into Someone Else's.

The Thousands Small Birds Of January In Their Smooth Soaring Cloud Finding The Trees.

Later Our Dreams Begin Catching Fire Around The Edges, They Burn Like Paper, We Wake With Our Hands Full Of Ash.

It Was Terrible When A Single Conversation With Someone Determined Your Whole Future Relationship.