disrupted

i am not lonely yet we are not fanciful or starry eyed

this disruption is not too far away, in fact it is right in my face

see the look in my soul?

the window floats open on hinges always oiled

during the meeting i could tell you were coming

i knew the ground had shifted

how, i couldn't tell you

but then it surely had.

forever i have waited for this distinction

for words to come and go and be and be just so

that i do not know what they are

but that the truth must be spoken and if it is of the past present future the only thing that matters is that they are said

and in real time

not alone and sadly but with others who have not learned how to avoid patience having

and who listen and are with each other during everything. during life.

this disrupted notion is not contrived or a motion to move to a new place, new station

merely a grand scheme to move my contrite heart out of the cold and into the heat of the day

out of the shadows of just ho-hum and focus in the eye of the lens at the sun and risk my sight and my shutter and

disrupt.

as i have been

disrupted.

shutter

whisp and whir the afternoon

clicking by the moments roll onto

a roll

and capture all the feelings in my fingertips

which sizzle with excitement

jumping the gun and proving

the point

and click!

the deed is done.

but what if i have done it wrong?

forgotten a smidgen of detail vital to the snip

of a slip

of a shoe sideways on concrete

in the evening crescent?

shore 'nuff the lessons

i've learned like a lurching car

sticking and grabbing the gears

just feel it up

feel it out

these moments will mesh

you just 

wait

and see.