Desolation or Dullness

Well? Where are you at?

How do you know when the loneliness,

the silence, the endless drawl of the 

oscillating fan keeping you just 

cool enough to not be raging from heat

stops being sad and starts being life?

Eventually what once was the worst

pain imaginable, the anguish of wanting

a shining sign in the dark to break through,

but you find only emptiness staring back

and it becomes a Tuesday, with a drink in hand and the TV on.

Slowly, surely, waiting for someone to be that

light and reach through the void to find

not just you but your heart, you eventually

 realize that it's still Tuesday, and that's just

you imagining what could be or could have been.

When desolation slips into dullness,

there is nothing more to be had

until one day, when you look around

and realize that it no longer is desolation.

Your feeling has become your life.

So let me ask. Have you gotten there yet?

If not, consider yourself lucky.

Love it.

Cherish it.

Because it will happen. But when?