A Gathering Cloud

I can see it hovering

this gathering cloud of mine

waiting

patiently waiting for its time

it knows the time is close at hand

no rush

it will know when to come

for almost a year it has waited

uncomplainingly, biding its time

understanding the nature of the game

is to gather all the bad things

I have done

the bad things done to me

bad things

that is when it likes to come and torment

giving an eye for an eye

tooth for tooth

payback

how you like it motherfucker

when I give you something you won't be able to handle

depression

it has tried to come before

succeeded to an extent

but not really because I was too strong

not now

I am weak and it knows it

its coming

this is just fact

so, it has finally come to this

I find myself alone with my mutt

my wife ten feet away in a box

still haven't gotten a vase

I find I miss her so much more than I knew I could

I'm not complaining

life is life

it does with you as it sees fit

but I have fucking news for that gathering cloud

I ain't that weak yet, buster

get lost

not today

not tomorrow

not ever

you are not welcomed in my life, I am not that weak

©January 23, 2009 / Jerry Pat Bolton