Friday, December 20, 2013

the dream

The dream of control
eludes me again, as I wait
for her word, knowing 
the truth already.

The dream of control
eludes me again, as I wait
in another country
for news slow to come.

The dream of control
mocks me, dangling
just outwith my finger
stretched grasp.

The dream of control
always giving hope
but never giving
that which I seek.

The dream taunts me,
lets me imagine a world
that goes my way
that won't exist.

A dream, as so many
that I would rather 
not have.