shard

We've been good friends
Everything was copacetic
I think I asked her to dinner too soon?
She asked me if it was a date.
I just wanted to repay her kindness
She's been so good to me
I couldn't afford to take anyone out
until now

Now

Now things are awkward
Did I make freaky freaky?
It could be the bad two weeks she's had
Maybe the time I overslept and missed
our plans for breakfast

No one is talking

My bed generates it's own gravity field
At times it is so severe that it takes
great effort to rise
It has nothing to do with motivation
or attitude
It's intermittently periodic

Sometimes the music is so loud
it creates a buffer and all else subsides
in a din and a whir
sometimes i want it so quiet
all I hear is the blood flowing
through my head
mixing with my thoughts
like ice melting

We don't get to choose who we meet
just who we accept
and reject
or ignore
battling the invisible defenses
which hurt more than protect