Tuesday, November 25, 2008

oops

so if i wanted extracurricular
fun and games with faces and names
(we call that a friend),
it would have gone something
not like that.
it's like i'm caught in sleepless revelry,
apart from those few times
when i beat the steering wheel
because i am too nice to beat myself
and wonder if i will ever learn how to talk
(but it's only to you, really).

1 comment:

Annie-Laure said...

:(

this is sad. but i like it. you wrote 100 poems and i WILL comment on ALL of them!