Optimistically Crushed Dreams Matinee
Oh boy I am so coy I once thought
Skating perilously round and round
an icerink floor trying ever so hard
not to fall
Just incase i make other people laugh
and have a joke at my expense
Been there done that a million times before
no need to back there again of that I'm sure
So what's the point what am I doing here
after all I don't even like to skate or be cold
Maybe I just like doing things I am not
cut out to do
So I can be the 1st to say today was just 1
of those days I often get to name a few and
damnit curse my rotten luck
But at least the view from down here is
crystal clear perfect weather to fly away
from here or have a cocktail outside on
a pavement cafe
And slowly watch the time slip away
and people pass me by almost as if
I was the invisible man
Then finally head off home to take a
shower or a bath to warm my insides up
Then go to bed safe in the knowledge knowing
I have 1 day to deal with less than yesterday
Best put my skates on then hadn't I as time
is surely running out for me to master the
clarinet in time for fall
When I am due to play the darling bud's of may
to tea cups in central park for an audience
of one
Either way I've marked the date out in
my diary and mean to be here come
what may
Unless life somehow gets in the way
and has other plans in store for me
well that's also ok fine by me
Because I don't think in all honesty
they had any intention of coming
anyway
As people say oh so many things without
ever meaning a single word of them
Simply passing pleasantries off to pretend
they care and leave you hanging thinking
they actually meant to call you back
Something's in life are really best and should
be kept left unsaid
Some sentences neither begun lest finished
Until the dead are finally laid to rest and
painful memories of the departed gone
away as well and taken with them
As so tonight come strike of 12 o'clock
a brand new day may begin and we can
all start a fresh once more
Until 1 minute past 12 o'clock comes around
and all the previous shine and hope starts
wearing the gloss off
And then reality kick's back in and begins to bite
with it's endless sharpened lock jaw clenching
jagged teeth
And so begins another matinee show
regarding life's day to day average everyday
But rather catch the evening show it's
easier to swallow in the dark with a
stiff drink in tow to soften the blow
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2022
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