destruction...disgrace

That look I gave was one I meant,
You did not see the sigh to vent,
You think I didn't apperceive,
The lean, the arm, the laugh, the leave?

Sure, I have just what I desire,
But that was quick to catch on fire,
I'll still want you, and hate you too,
I guess that's life, this much is true.

How can I promise to move on,
With something that was never gone,
Or never happened? either way,
I'll have forgotten yesterday.

Another Day

One wind, one day,
drifting on the sea.
Howling, madening,
you cannot disagree.

Going in circles,
this is my guarantee.
Grumbling, mumbling,
bereft of jubilee.