lost interval

should've disappeared from

   these shallow waters

should've returned

   to the distant skies

   where you came from

should've ended 

   the wasted autumn

   at that very moment

   when the sun had stopped

but you wanted to be seen

   you wanted to be heard

   you wanted to be made

   to feel something

   somewhat close to love

lapses so brief

   kept you here moored

   to the memory of a song

   that never came

doubts and red clouds

   made you at last

   wilt asunder

should've believed that quiet moment

   was your last chance

c. November, 2001

loose leaf page inside

the green cargo note pad
written somewhere by The Cliffs

curated onto TBNH, via Sunset5

end piece to the∞series