Drifting Cloud

Drifting Cloud

I’m not seeking out the pleasure
Of the misery of the past
I can’t talk about the things
That you knew would not last

It’s all about perception
And what you couldn’t see
As you were pointing to the sky
I was at the bottom of the sea

So tell me this was unreal
Say it was all a joke
I can stomach all the humour
It’s the irony that makes me choke

I can understand your laughter
And connect the mistakes I made
I’ve just realised what you were after
was an experimental escapade

So forgive me for my cynicism
And the questions I might raise
You see I swim in the curiosity
Of the waters of faint praise

I won’t thank you for the silence
When we went walking the opposite way
I really didn’t want to find
That we had so little to say

And time will travel and not feel a thing
But I admire its sense of timing
The past can make the witness sing
As it strips the silver from the lining

And leaves me with a drifting cloud.

©sj2009