Thursday, May 05, 2005

How do I do normal?
I carry cue cards and super glue.
I'm a wreck with words
I don't carry glass eggs or crystal hearts.

I sit in my lawn chair,
but the sun never sets.
I am just holding breath.
Can't you tell I'm not myself?

I try to hear out but I'm not ready yet.
I'm a slow-motion existence.
Just hear me out.
Is that your final answer?


...................................................................................
Say goodnight and go.
Beats skipped, and blurry daydreams.
I carry the cafe in my bag.
Why are you so damn cute?

TV broadcasts series of moments.
We'll have drinks talk of things,
any excuse to stay awake with you.
Sort quick your beautiful eyes again.

You're so spot on.
You breathe the thoughts I think.
Beach balls sprouting on the street.
This can't be happening.

I ride a wave from all the waiting.
My circus marches circles advancingly.
Lucky to know you right now.
I can't help but reach for your arms.

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