The Other Promise

August 30, 2003

Nothing is finished yet.
The world still comes in,
waking me everyday
with sunshine.
Everyday, there is still time
to wait and to waste
while hope rots away
leaving emptiness.
I know why now,
the experimentation was
between me and him,
to find another world.
It was a manifestation
of another promise made
in the deepest pain
of a deep night.
The time is nearing.
The pain is almost complete.
The treachery is mine, now.
The world is slowing.
I'll keep that promise soon.
Then everything will be done.
Forever and always exists.
Just one kind, though.
It has been sleep
that has always seduced me.
Soon, the other sleep
will seduce me again.
Promise made, promise broken,
promise forgotten, promise remembered,
promise this time in honesty,
promise fulfilled.