Revisiting an older post tonight seems inevitable
The delicate tapping and flicker of shadow
I feel your presence before you slide into view
A slight blur of darkness against the light
The soft clunk
As you scrabble to gain purchase on a hardened exterior.
For a small time, I watch you. Taking in
Your mesmerising existence, the passion which fuels you,
the persistence which forces you continue.
To strive towards a goal so out of reach and beyond your control.
I feel bad for you that you don’t seem to understand
Don’t seem to grasp the futility of it all
Or maybe you do
You might just be optimistic
Regardless…… I close the curtains on you and turn off the light.
Now it is I who lies in the futile dark.