that you said.
only because i'm
so used to getting
whatever thing i want.
it's never come about
that i was the one
who had to walk away.
whoever may be watching,
what a twisted sense of humor.
speaking, about me,
never speaking to me,
but speaking all the same.
look for me to gaze at the
stars and you'll
never see me again.
everyone i know
has been infected,
everyone i've
ever known.
so the sun moves
a little slower
across the sky
and the crabs
take a step forward,
rather than to the side.
how does it feel?
this is a dirty little
disease,
and i am the catalyst.
as loud as i've
screamed
the moon continues
to turn just as slow
as it has for
as long as i can
remember.
i'm losing track
of time,
but i'll be home
in a day or so.
opposites always attract.
what a fickle science,
in that always is never
always.
just as i'm always
smiling,
she's always kind,
and you always dance.
i guess i'm not
qualified to say
never anyways.
i guess i'm not
qualified to say
much of anything
these days.
you always get your way.
so i'm here in outerspace.
watching the planets
drift around,
and watching the
look on your face.
it's too soon to say,
i think.
a summer away is
a summer away,
but i'm here, safe
and sound, in outerspace.
you always get your way.
did you mean them?
we are not the same.
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