After a Year of Silence

So last night I picked up my bottle of Johnny Walker and as luck would have it my notebook and a pencil... This is what followed. Not sure how I feel about it.

"Wide Eyes and Licorice"

Wide eyed...
I stood there trembling
My hands pressed hard against hers
But...
Frozen
Time
...and...
Space

Words hanging still in the air
Like decorations left up from Christmas
[it's may...
.... I guess the holiday never ended]

And in that still and silence
A faint laughter
Soft and Innocent
And there in the gateway to his soul stood a child
small, curious
Toe headed as the sun
That shone like his smile
Blissful

The world that was before him was one he'd not yet seen
What were these glass orbs strewn across the floor
What were these ember tipped sticks making clouds in the room
hmmm....
Funny thought the boy

Then with childish ignorance he
Turned
And began to run
Back into the depth of his gateway
Arms stretched wide
Wide as the recesses he was running back into

He had seen things that were foreign and funny
Things a child had no business pondering

Instead he'd rather run
Run for hours in the forest of my mind
Chasing thoughts like butterflies
And ignoring fears like licorice

....
........
....

If only it were that simple
And you could pick your thoughts
Like candies at the drug store

Instead we pick drugs like candies
Hoping they take us to a sweeter day
A day where we run with the little boy
That sparkles in our eye

For now I'll trade that sparkle
For a tremble
Wide eyed....

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Look into me.