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| oh these lyrics...
And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her skies
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you...
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new | | |
| i see the shapely hips that hypnotize me
it's time to whine, he says, and puts on his whining voice. you guys never think about me and to everybody i am not in the picture but i actually am! stop telling me who i want, and stop telling them who they want!
shut up, my friend. they are words thrown to the wind.
the bananas look unripe and my pants scratch my skin. i wonder how much sleep i am going to get.
the hallway is dark and quiet until somebody flushes the toilet and the pipes rumble far away. the kitchen has a cold blue light and i only see chairs and trash.
i wrote down my memory and told myself while i was writing it down that doing so would make me forget it. and then i was eating and tried to remember but only fragments came, silent photographs that conveyed no sense of rhythm or continuity.
yes; thank you, probability; many things are highly possible but few things are certain. hearing friends quote All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us and laughing at the abruptness but thinking that it is so true
i am not making my future but rather i am waiting for it. each thing will happen and i will nod and muse and pretend like i had expected it all along. i am ready to live my life half-asleep at the keyboard, sandal by sandal and dinner by dinner | | |
| i should have understood when you said no twice, and even the second time i stand by smiling, making myself laugh. and every time i will say hi and i will smile and everything will be the same as always, but tell me how it was a year ago, tell me how it was a month ago because i want to know. tell me that things were different and that you had the power to change them and tell me that i was right to hope and tell me that i was right in dreaming. i am frozen by your gorgeousness and you smile and wave a small hand and i smile back warmly but inside and out i am paralyzed. at night i turn against my pillow and i heave sobs of futility and hatred.
you are everything i wanted, i think these days, and yet i see others and i wonder. i want to cry because i want to do everything right, and the second time rolls around and i tell you exactly that, and yet you shake your head and smile and then laugh with my friends. and you stand there being you and i want to reach out but nothing happens. you live up there in your grandeur and i yell from the dirt and soon i give up because there is nothing to cry about and nothing to hope for. things change and i am the worse for it.
you walked away with your friend and afterwards we did not even try to talk but this time it will be different. i was enthralled and i stared not believing that i was looking at you. and through the haze and mist i tried to tell you what i had wanted to say so badly all all along. maybe you will understand the jumbled references and petulant words and the next time i speak to you i will not feel so different and detached from you. you are the chaos and you are the hysteria and because of that you are everything. i look at you from below, grinning uncontrollably. | | |
| drowsy allergy medication, limp arms, and numb faces that i gaze at or touch
i open my eyes and my thoughts become jumbled, so i close them and they start flowing again
obnoxious laughs, surreptitious glances, concerned eyes that laugh and then return
nose running, legs swaggering, stares lingering | | |
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