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Thursday, May 28, 2009

ode to college and a tainted bed: you never felt better dead

 [1]
he had a fascination with the weather.
he wrote about it all the time.
he had told me once:

"i watched the feathery clouds
glide over me and the rain clouds
roll in.  I watched the umbrellas
open and the people rush indoors.
i watched the rain pour and cleanse
the earth. it was cold. it was wet.
it was miserable. it was life"

and when he wrote that
not a drop of rain had fallen,
but later that night, the sky cried for him.
he gripped his hoodie and bag in one hand
and he held his longboard and plastic bag
in the other hand.

he took strides on the slippery
double yellow paint down the middle of the road.
he closed his eyes; he was a tight-rope dreamer.

[2]
oh, you were down.
you said you were So down.
you told me you were tragic.

you spread yourself on the museum steps
and you remained erratically unmoved
by the oscillating sky.

you might have been burned
by the occasional sun,
but you had such an uncanny skill
of being the epitome of all things stoic.

you were hopeless.

the notes and words spilled into your ears
but it felt so good. you're an addict,
and you'll never do a thing about it.

but when you got a call, and it became your
cue to let your own words out, you choked.
i saw you.

oh, you were down.
you were So close to breaking down,
but you didn't.

[2.5]
and i shut doors on everyone.
no one could come in.

"yeah. i'm fine.
... or...
... i will be..."

and i worked that night:
there's nothing worse than
having the deepest of sorrows
and concealing them behind a smile.

"no matter how bad your day is,
i don't care if... or if...,
leave it at home. we're in the
service industry, so smile."

a heart will rip into pieces,
and those pieces will rip to shreds
from playing pretend.

i used to love to play pretend.

[3.0]
okay, so you said
sometimes, you'll sit on the bus,
and you'll hope? for a car
to just plow into the side of the bus,
did i hear you correctly?

you're empty inside.

then,
one day, there was a horrific collision,
and you felt alive again...

... you could have died again...

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I only want to sink into your words, never let go, never wide awake, just sleep in there, forever. I think your heart is beautiful.
Posted 6/6/2009 3:22 AM by flowmorphiaslow - reply

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It happened, and apparently, I deserve it. But it's okay, I've grown with it all too well now.

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Thank you, love. You're too kind for a stranger like me. How are you?
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