Sunday, July 24, 2011

a posting from my stickies pt. 2



ampersand


every writer knows that you have to feel

what you're saying

for it to have meaning to anyone else.

they can sense the insincerity


the mcsquared experiments


i want to write about something other than you


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hodgepodge

el malecon-174 & bway


Chapstick 8

Aquariums

Sugar Scrubs

Apples

Socks

Frozen Yogurt

Jewelry that means something


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Everyone has imperfections but yours seem to be the common bare-minimum.

You cannot say the words that need to be heard

Words like

Sorry

I love you

I miss you

Are lost like coins in an old winter coat.

Sometimes lips can form these words

paper doilies and thick construction paper

pressed together with the hope that something will come of this.

the pads of thumbs squeeze and dab

a little glue,

sticky with confusion

sweet with intoxication,

a sprinkle of glitter that you won't appreciate.


we're standing on a path that i've only ever been on twice,

never with you.

but here in my mind, we're together.

i like when you speak truthfully

and speak the thoughts of my own heart

that i've been too meek to share.

if only you'd be interested in hearing how

out of all of the burning links

out of every sharp stud of gravel on my driveway

you're the only one that i gravitate towards.


fabric scraps

a record store in ithaca

frozen yogurt

socks

chapstick

aquariums

apples

piano keys

finger painting


it's only good when it hurts.


sorry to steal your thunder, john mellencamp.

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