02 May 2009
Baggage Claim
)Published on May 2nd, 2009 @ 12:48:41 pm, using 197 words, 86 views
Knock, knock. Who’s there? Are you there? Are you there for me? Yes. But only so long and only so far. This far. From this far. This far from me. You wake up to a pillow with a fake ID. And that’s good enough. Plenty of things are good enough. More than plenty and more than enough but not more than good. And that’s how we know the whole can only be less than good. I feel a very elegant breakdown coming on. Discreet enough that you might miss it. I’m full of words. And questions. And doubts. And song lyrics. I’m full of waiting. On bad terms with time. In dire need of a cat named Hope or a dog named Faith. In need of a life, of directions, of a direction, of decisions. I’m suddenly and uncharacteristically practical, sitting in front of a chess board I don’t understand wishing I could mount a horse and ride into the sunset.
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