The Distance Poem by Marshall E Gass

There is a silence in the air
the art of unknowing tactfully
nothing stirs outside of me
the mind rages in a fire inside
wanting to know how things are
and where you are and what you're doing

Its best to know these things
before the distance slowly pushes
you and me apart
as if it was hard to stay locked in one place

But you know me by now
I wont come around searching
I will stop looking for you.
First because I dont want to face
the unhappiness of knowing
the truth. Its best left alone to decompose in itself.

Time will heal even the distances
and long after you are gone
and I'm able to understand how easily it
all happened. We will become empty shells
without an emotional ocean around us
lying on the sands of time
waiting to be discovered
by new relationships.

That is a strange way to see this break-up
but show me a better way and I will stay.

Are you listening to the fires burning
the crackling and blazing
the hissing and whispering?

© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved,2 months ago