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
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
Or stubborn
Or stupid.
Regardless…… I close the curtains on you and turn off the light.
Now it is I who lies in the futile dark.
