True Romance

My finger won’t pull the trigger and my mind won’t let me settle on one thing until it’s done.  Changing lanes repeatedly. Repeatedly. I am lost in desire, caught in the trap of desire for no desires.  Is this too complicated? Can you hear me? What are you going to- wait, that’s not what I wanted to say. Someone was saying it on TV.

The problem was dreams all along

the sky doesn’t rain, it’s the clouds
it’s not the heart that hurts the most, but my mind
the thoughts that drag me down a road of restlessness
as I sit to gather them all but instead they scatter me

and words fail me and so do my thoughts
and I search for something better than what I have
before realizing that there was nothing to be had all along
there is only what is laid before us
if only we could lay ourselves bare as well