frantic. afraid. fretting. crazy. jittery. paranoid and anxious. vexed. groggy. i woke up.
a pleasant awakening drive down the hill. everyone closed off with their own thoughts. their own lives. almost colliding with the next. the life beside.
dont look the other in the eye. you might meet in a fleeting moment. cant have that. cant mean something to some stranger you only know by the visage of their eyes.
we've all seen the same days just in different ways.
a boy on top of his car. a cigarette in hand screaming confessions to the clouds over head.
red-headed huddled girl on the sidewalk. curled into a ball. such a fragile doll. ornate fairy with precious soft words so few in comparison to the strives and attempts to mend broken strings. she is no puppet. i am the puppet. i am the turtle. hear me roar.
***
the day was fine. really. bsh-bey poked me incessantly. i ignored her attempts to exist in my world for a brief and passing moment. an insignificant minute that just wouldn't die. just wouldn't accept last rights.
play it off. talk it down. take it slow. dont move so fast. dont think so quick. watch your speech like dubious magicians with a monkey gypsy. there's something just a little off with how it seems and all...
make the sensation of insignificence. dont exist. follow around on heels like a starving lost kitten. tail me home. tail me where ever i go. doesnt matter as long as you can come along. and once everyone's all gone. or just not looking. touch my hand and instigate a floundering of words or gestures. make me weak in the knees and you, now satiated knowing you matter, now need me no more. take me home. take me home.
oh how i wanted to spend time with you today. breaking confidentiallity and ban me from under the stairs where all is naked and unseen. felt. tasted. heard.
not seen. not seen.feel it, now?
a pleasant awakening drive down the hill. everyone closed off with their own thoughts. their own lives. almost colliding with the next. the life beside.
dont look the other in the eye. you might meet in a fleeting moment. cant have that. cant mean something to some stranger you only know by the visage of their eyes.
we've all seen the same days just in different ways.
a boy on top of his car. a cigarette in hand screaming confessions to the clouds over head.
red-headed huddled girl on the sidewalk. curled into a ball. such a fragile doll. ornate fairy with precious soft words so few in comparison to the strives and attempts to mend broken strings. she is no puppet. i am the puppet. i am the turtle. hear me roar.
***
the day was fine. really. bsh-bey poked me incessantly. i ignored her attempts to exist in my world for a brief and passing moment. an insignificant minute that just wouldn't die. just wouldn't accept last rights.
play it off. talk it down. take it slow. dont move so fast. dont think so quick. watch your speech like dubious magicians with a monkey gypsy. there's something just a little off with how it seems and all...
make the sensation of insignificence. dont exist. follow around on heels like a starving lost kitten. tail me home. tail me where ever i go. doesnt matter as long as you can come along. and once everyone's all gone. or just not looking. touch my hand and instigate a floundering of words or gestures. make me weak in the knees and you, now satiated knowing you matter, now need me no more. take me home. take me home.
oh how i wanted to spend time with you today. breaking confidentiallity and ban me from under the stairs where all is naked and unseen. felt. tasted. heard.
not seen. not seen.feel it, now?