~callous~ Poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun

I know the feel of damp mornings and cold sundaes
dripping down into
It doesn't matter anymore...

I've seen its dragging presence
holding back tomorrow,
while struggling through today.

I recall the sun's shine
shown the same as any day before it,
Just as round and bright as when I last heard
'Look away.'

How many times have I
looked away,
Walked on by
said nothing
Until, it didn't matter any more.

10-14-06