Tonight

etackla

For tonight I dine upon sorrow with the temptation of malice and closure ever present. Tonight I shall endure for tomorrow shall bring the fortune of opportunity, the wealth of growth...and the fortuity of uncertainty. Tonight I give to you in solitude...In hiding. Tonight's mental hum, delirious state, inebriated mind, voluminous thought... For you. Tomorrow I feast upon the bounty of my own discipline. Tomorrow I will have endured. Tomorrow you will be none the wiser... But I will have gained such wisdom. And for that, the horizon holds my gratitude, my hope, my love in a vessel. A vessel of all things pure and positive..a vessel once meant for you sitting ominously in neutral space. Neither accepted nor rejected, rather unattended and cancerous. Tonight I break that vessel with all of my might..

Tonight, my rage in a silent vacuum, tonight my passion, never seen,
tonight my love, never received, tonight, my thoughts, reclaimed,
tonight my hurricane,
tonight your inland bliss...

tonight i raise your vessel over my head and watch the discipline,love and care of years destroyed upon the ocean floor of a mirage...
tonight the realization,
tonight the destruction,
tonight my thoughts, my ambition...tonight, my gift to you. Tonight...my raging storm,
tonight your silent phone,
tonight my wild fire,
tonight your ignorant peace,
tonight my sacrifice,
tonight your gift,
Tonight my honor, in a solitary room, Tonight from any other perspective but my own...nothing.
Projected upon nobody.