Still Gone

i been away for a bit,
lost in the thought of becoming
complacent,
lost in someone's arms
and needing only presence,
lost in a dream,
dreaming id
find something ancient...
what was that word again?
what was it we said again?
what was it we were searching for
through the night and into the day
and back through the night again?
how many moons did i chase
to be burnt by the sun
over
and over again?
now ill drink to this!
ill drink two for this
anxiety,
this empty shakiness
gripping that old beating
drum
beaten down in my chest.
beaten but not defeated!
ill drink to the beat
and drink for the beat.
i been away for a bit
and ill be hanging around
though you thinkin im still gone.
and the fact is
i may stay gone.