Monday, July 10, 2006

Blistering brown eyes

So he quietly arrives, which is a surprise, i always feel them coming, like that smell before a storm, of burnt grass and electricity in the air. somehow he's less like the others. Our moments are exquisite and i write, cause i'm scared if i don't i'll lose them.

And because i can't keep hold of anything. There's the standard final page where i wish him the best but with a bitter bite. "Butter fingers." And i promise 'that would be the last page i write on him.' For the longest while i keep my promise, 40 pages. Then something else came, so much later, so out of the blue and oh so beautiful... and then a certain calm. I'm on a train full of stranger refusing to tell her the details on why i'm on one at 9:05am going home to change. But in the process everyone who's listening knows exactly why. And she's laughing. Here we go again.




Tryingnottothink.
I look down, hiding my expression of slight pain
Red faded hearts dot my nickers
and a small red bow stiched at the front
I am his little girl, with my little girl hair cut
that i thought made me look like a boy
Jeff buckley plays out of my sisters stereo
All of a sudden I'm back at your house on the hill
the night of the infamous party
we played jenga, you cheated.
And I kissed you to lilac wine.
You haven't been easy to let go



How dare you sit there with your cappacino and that face. jealousy is ugly! but i'm still glad you reek of it. It's your frustration beginning to show. I see it when you take the piss at every oppotunity, and kiss me slowly in front of my friend and yours and flirt with my girlfriend ridiculasly and especially now you cant talk to me. peter pan, grow up, fall, you would be caught. the irony is i'll never let you know. cause i'm not the one, am I?

3 Comments:

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Cute little girls wear print panties, live for Hollywood moments, play with their toys, and dream of being asked.. or being told

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defective gave me a signpost to you. i'm glad I walked this way. great stuff, especially the images - which reinforce your writings. i dont know you - dont nothing anything about you - never will - but now I feel sad about the boats too.

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