Gnat

a banter arises 
it seems as though it would be a soft comfort from the clouds
i wonder
where do they go
i try to run my fingers over the whites of your eyes
you disappear 
are you gone forever
but you weren't soft in your soul
you hurt me
i am scarred
you are not as audacious as your seem
i am at a vie with life
unison forbids the underworld to meet me in the kitchen
pot roast gets cold
the treaty dinner is swept with a dark silence
terror in the air like a moist breeze
there is no revision to the end
the end stays the same 
in our minds
the same
what do you say?
 i ask
the white breeze leaves the room
i am busy
it passes
it has no heart 
i saw in its mind
alone in the wilderness
but it doesn't care
 feelings gone
your don't care do you 
i don't understand
a door closes