thedarksiren2 | (no subject)

something very sad
about a day
when things seem like they
should be good
but when you actually take a closer look
you notice purple onions are blue
and the pita is more stale than usual
and you only have five minutes to bust a move
or miss the meeting at two
that you are supposed to
attend
on your day off.

disconcerted does not even begin to describe my present state of mind.

And why? Why does he have to enter my dreams
just when things seemed peaceful again?

maybe it's subconscious association.
I mean, there was never anything bad about him.
In fact it was all good.
Wonderful.
Glorious.
Best time in my life
or at least a close second.

He was just good.
May still be...I don't know.

Eight years since our last words
and all I said
indirectly
was "go away"
because I wasn't ready.

I am not ready for this meeting.
Not that it's a big deal
I just don't feel like going.

I want to paint
make mix-tapes
collage
sing
dance around nekkid in the living room.

mandatory bullshit.
If I die, give the money to my niece. That's all.
How much more simple can it get?