I don’t know, I don’t know
She said
The words uncomfortable and sticky
Like a muggy summer day
The type that makes it hard to sleep
The kind that makes it hard to breath
You know the kind yes?
Of course.
I don’t know, I really don’t
She said
The confusion, the frustration evident
At loss for words
The mind as blank as this paper once was
But the heart as full as it can get without bursting
Do you know this feeling?
Maybe.
I’m just. Hahaha oh dear.
She said
Laughing at herself, or anything really
Because at this point,
that’s all one can do
Put a band aid on and pat their head
Maybe some ducktape if it gets real bad
Ever need stitches?
Maybe?
I’m so tired
She said
I guess you can’t sew this kind of thing together.
No abracadabra no secret remedy
Just time time time
Tic
Tic
Tok?
So what now?
Who knows.
 kiwiKassa · Mon Jun 02, 2008 @ 07:22am · 3 Comments |
