Anthology of dreams (drownedinwords) wrote, @ 2005-12-11 01:47:00

Old Habit

I want to write like I used to,
Bleary eyed in tiny hours.

I want to write like I used to,
With the storm just off shore
And my band-master counting
In perfect four-four.

I want to write like I used to,
With all my symbols arrayed
Like some vast invasion,
Ordered and complete.

I want to write like I used to,
Catching glimmers and glances
In every glance
In every sideways glance

In every opening of a door
Onto a room full of half-stilled breath.

I want to write like I once did,
Not like this.