You spent 4 years
at a 2 year college
and have nothing to show for it.
I whine about how
'the future freaks me out'.
And keep telling myself that
that everything's fine,
surely not convincing you.
I live vicariously,
rockin' to the beat
in my heart, it says:
Jay, I'm so proud.
And Betty, there's no one I'd
rather waste my time with.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Silent Insecurities
He woke me up at dawn,
his black tie like a snake coiled around his neck.
I looked up at him with dazed eyes,
a fog of sleep clouding my senses.
Black blazer draped over his briefcase.
He brushed a hand through his hair,
like a rake over autumn leaves.
Starkly contrasted with the innocent cream walls,
a jutting, imposing building in the distant skyline.
Leaning over he cupped my cheek,
goodbye he said, tasting bitterly of black coffee.
I’ll be waiting I responded,
with the obedience of a puppy,
a small smile tugged at his lips.
Turning, shrinking through the doorway,
though to believe this you’d have to accept
that he woke me up at all.
his black tie like a snake coiled around his neck.
I looked up at him with dazed eyes,
a fog of sleep clouding my senses.
Black blazer draped over his briefcase.
He brushed a hand through his hair,
like a rake over autumn leaves.
Starkly contrasted with the innocent cream walls,
a jutting, imposing building in the distant skyline.
Leaning over he cupped my cheek,
goodbye he said, tasting bitterly of black coffee.
I’ll be waiting I responded,
with the obedience of a puppy,
a small smile tugged at his lips.
Turning, shrinking through the doorway,
though to believe this you’d have to accept
that he woke me up at all.
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