Tuesday, July 29, 2008

i'll let it go to "next"

there was a boy,
and he was smiling,
but he did not know at what,
so he smiled for the world
and drowned in his own image.

there was another,
and he was smiling,
he was smiling for a reason,
because he had love in his vest
and air coursed through his lungs.

one day they met,
and there was a change,
and smiling gave way to chance,
and music played loud,
and one of them was convinced that the other was real.

1 comment:

Ianthe Wilde said...

this feels quite legitimate. like a happy sorrow, or an accepted lie, or something. i like it.