Can't Have your Cake and eat it Too

Can't Have your Cake and Eat it Too

It's funny,

Sometimes you're calling out so loud, and you're wishing those screaming thoughts could reach out

and capture someone else's mind.

And there's this potency to them,

knowing you'll fail,

and it'll break you when you do,

but you just have to try.

And the music flowing through your ears is just not enough to satisfy.

And the green and the sun and the water can't make you feel better.

I lean my back up against this steady pillar taking the pressure of sharp rocks away from my sore skin.

The peace and quiet here is perfect.

The dock was heaven today,

blue windy warm water.

But I'm always searching for something more.

I have half an hour to let the stream run over my feet and then I will be in the grip of a frustrated world again.

There's enough heat here to make me fall asleep.

This was a beautiful place in the snow and ice. Delicate.

Cold but warm.

Now it's warm but cold.

Just a few months and mother nature can claim wherever she wants.

The cars above me sound so far away,

racing along on their way to somewhere

while I rest exactly where I want to be.

I hope they have places they want to be, and can stay in them.

I hope they can stop running.