Perch

Fall 2008

I’m not sure how to siphon my energy
I feel I held you in my gaze
But at a distance
Now I watch you like an enemy
Reaching for your knife

I wish I could say that it’s vunerability
I wish you’d take it away from me
But you’re too busy watching like a cat
Perched on the highest point
So you get the best view
And can make your decision uninterrupted,
Unaltered and unbiased in your mind

I gave you all the tools you needed
All the pointers and hints to decide
It’s up to you whether you walk through that door
Or slip quietly out the side

I know I should lie
I should be like you and deny
But I’m a horrible liar
And I don’t want to waste your time

My supposed lucidity
Was just my heart playing tricks on me
Like I was some sort of emotive sport
Something jaded and easily coerced

And now my words are my companion
They sit here and hold my hand when
No one has time to be honest
But my truth is not dictated by time
My emotions not controlled by fear
And when you finally come down off of that perch
Let’s hope that I am still waiting here