you must have been under the impression that you could get along with anyone that the adventure is inside you, not anywhere else that fun comes from your source that the world set its day lights savings for when you wanted to wake up, to fall to bed you must have those little trinkets in your eyes jingling about during breakfast as if to say who hasn't met you yet they must get to know you go out there meet them change both your lives but what is actually happening is you are lost and there is no one to find you so keep walking into the wooded areas making fondue with strangers who will brush your hair to the side as you laugh at their okay joke, uncovering your nametag because of course they don't remember your name when you told it to them
A mixture of darks & lights in a cold wash cycle. True stories and true stories posing as fiction. Hope they don't bleed together and then shrink.
hey pretty soul you break my heart open.
ReplyDeletethis is painful
we will always be waiting/here on this land/where we try to make anchors out of egg pans, balconies, and broken typewriters/for you most definitely
i think this one was the most optimistic one
ReplyDeletei've read so far
Dont be afraid of who you were supposed to be
strangers will never know
and strangers are the really good paper pages