mark this day

 ....

 ....

its a know quantity, life

you know it exists

just for a primordial flash

a blink of the universal eye

and then its over

 ....

in the meantime

you mark the time

bumble through

hope you make a difference

hope someone might notice

that you don’t know the rules

don’t know how to play the game

that  you care

that you want to matter

 ....

then the day comes

after repeated attempts

that you know

there is no connection

things fall apart

there is nothing here

to hold things together

that for all the love you feel

it is just an exercise in futility

we are on our own

 ....

so I mark this day

the day I learned a lesson

that life ends and life begins anew

an unending circle

but that we each of us travel alone

we are solitary travelers

have always been

 ....

something I wish I’d known before....

I would have saved myself the trouble....

and not opened  or  given my heart ....

so I mark this day ....

to begin again....

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2009 by c. m. brooks....