Cracking

It's a one time thing
It just happens a lot.
Walk with me
And we will see
what we have got.

My footsteps are ticking
Like water dripping
From the trees
Walking a hairline
And stepping very carefully.

My heart is broken
It's worn out at the knees.
Hearing muffled
Seeing blind
Soon it will hit the deep freeze

Something is cracking
I don't know where
Ice on the sidewalk
Brittle branches
in the air.

The sun is blinding.
Dizzy golden, dancing green.
Through the park in the afternoon
Wondering where the hell
I have been.






~Suzanne Vega