Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Snakes Snails And Puppy Dog Tails

When I dream I find myself placing you in bones of middle fingers and unopened letters. It is my hope that you will use one to open the other. String together sentences that only golden ears will hear... let me know I'm not passing love notes to empty desks.

You are my makeshift metronome. TickTickTickTick....

Laughter has saved me. Laughter and large crowds and eyes running with tears and giggles and hiding under sheets and shooting rockets with cameras attached and fake fights. It is the run on sentences in here that allow me to break free of the rules out there. Make me feel alive, make me get my point across. This is all for when my child struggles to find its way in the world. This is my "I was once there."

Living down to their expectations. That's what I'm best at. Hum a few bars and I'll fake it. If I put my hand up, I can blot out the sun, but not the light. This is a common side effect of delusions of grandeur. Third(wheel) degree burns and retinal damage.

I am the chair to your standing promise. Take it and break it. It's a two-for-one discount. Another mis-step in a series.

Sometimes cheek kiss goodbyes catch the corners of lips and its just the secret of those two forever. Pulled the sign off of my back that read: Save Me. Why am I so in love with the rescuers?

TheseWordsAreLoaded