Kentucky Night

The rain gently falls.

Washing away today.

A symphony of crickets accompanied by the beratone of frogs and the base of the factory.

Sitting in the dark.

The amber glow of my cigarette buring a hole in the black.

The gold and white softness of a tiny tiger. Puring, trying to comfort me.

Remembrance.

Reality of the anger the sorrow toward someone not her but always with me.

A hole in my heart. The loneliness of love always blamed toward anyone but me.

It must be me..

After all, I'm broken.

I run away from those that want to love me, want to be my partner.

Covet those that may love me but will not be my partner.

I love you...

A longing for those words to mean more than I'll see you next time. Be safe.

To mean I can't be without you. I don't want to exist without you.

Where?

Where are you right now?