Thursday, August 04, 2011

denoument

this one's different in that we aren't
yelling and screaming at each other because
you don't yell. all i can do is cry

even though what i want to do is
delete all of last week's pix and the things
yyou said about future from my head.

it's a good thing i  never really believed you
for very long anyway. little snips here and there
but you wouldn't look me in the eye when
you said them, so i knew. not really


see i was taken again by my own hopes
and desires. taken in by thinking everyone
can think outside the box, but no, the box
is so comfortable. so enclosed and safe.


so now it's crying time again, yr gonna leave me.
i can see that faraway look in your eyes.
you have nothing to say to me because there is nothing
to say. it's gotten uncomfortably loud here

with a baby in the house, and your li'l paradisio
sex kitten is gettin the mange so, time to
go back home, jo jo. i don't care about your pain
in that mine is so much closer to where i live.





%$





on the way to the airport, silence
until a bit of gorillaz comes
on the radio. watch me as i navigate
hahahahaha

right into the red zone "we have
arrived at your destination mr smith.
have a pleasant flight.we hope
you enjoyed your stay in florida and please
don't forget to tip your waitress."

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