gorgeous lilies to my left.
they aren't mine, but they don't have to be to enjoy them.
to brighten the eyes a little.
and everything hurts a little.
a little sore.
just wondering if the heady feeling would return.
or is this the sort of weight you just have to get used to?
i mean, because i won't.
started writing love notes.
and i was humming hymns under my breath
the kind that tend to dissolve the shadows a little
going on a spiel
one of those romantic tantrums
and i stayed awake without getting tired
but let the chemicals get a little out of balance and i start...
start it up.
question marks everywhere they don't belong?
it's harder to pretend it feels ok.
but at least i've got that everliving smile in my voice.
and i keep saying thank you.
as though it's all such an damned imposition.
did i just gain your disapproval?
whatever you do, swim.
don't you dare begin to sink.