where do we file these
these important impossible things. under what category do we find ourselves.
defined by ourselves.
embroidered hearts on sweater arms, show the world or just one set of eyes
and compromise to fit the definition, or so it seems to be.
a challenge taken I suppose I’m taken a back, or a front.
to hazy eyelids closing around dark rooms uninhabitable, but she laughs
I can’t remember if it’s night or day. if the feeling in my stomach will ever go away
undecided I guess, we just become. irrational. rationalize. everything beating off rhythm
a heartbeat, a smile, finger nails trimmed. bored.
take the glass from me. take the glass from me. do something, do something.
ticking. restring. tune, lose. just a game. a toss up. I fear, I think, I fear and frighten. it’s motionless
this daydream. motionless.
until the candle flickers out and my smokes have all run out and she’s still sitting somewhere else.
of someone else s accord
disregard. the rhythm. it’s off.
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