Lassoing the Stars

Perhaps I hung the moon while you weren’t looking
crediting someone else
placing stars in your palm
then soft shoeing off stage right

Time passed – Life lingered and continued – Love? – Without warning: fantasy met reality

You fought for fantasy
Is that what you’ve chosen to believe?
Is this the final verdict?
Feeding me honesty and sincerity
til’ I’m choking on this familiar taste
We planted trees out west
and watched them wither from afar
I tried to believe
consuming barren fruit
allowing your poison to run back into my veins
knowing change is a tricky Catch 18
You whispered words of sorrow and regret
retribution delivered in such a Precious package

Can one be blind yet still see?

I buried you
your bones: replanted into my richest soil
thirsty and parched
I gave you more than you really noticed

I needed time

In the end
there you are again:
Dr. Jekyll
revealing
Mr. Hyde

I am the fool who fell-- Lassoed the stars – Awoke alone

Even still
convinced fantasy and reality are one in the same