oh wait
you didnt, did you?
your eyes were glued
to the wall behind my head.
in an attempt to "act" sinsere ]
anyway.
[forgive me, for i ramble.]
well your face is looking awfully hole-y now
quite silly when i hold it up
in front of a tree
or a bright lamp
and i can see little bits of you
with mismatched pieces scattered.
or i can hold you over a picture of me
and see what our kids would have looked like-
quite silly, i'm glad we didnt, for they would have
been teased in school
since kids r all so petty.
well here you are now,
remnants of what i once held.
your bitter half spread across my tables
and rough carpet.
remind me later, + i'll clean it all up
so i found a few stickers
from when i was young
and played with paper dolls.
well, with your features waning,
you needed some accesories
so i clung them wildly across you.
a bow in your hair-
or what remained of it
a star on your skeleton-
what used to be your cheek
a few miniture spiders
to crawl across your smiling teeth
in my imagination
[tho personally, i think it makes you look
like a pirate with bad hygene
who has blackened out teeth.
maybe the pirate drank too much rum
would that decay his mouth so much?
he couldn't have been to bad of a guy then,
unless he has an anger management issue... ]
ah, i'm sorry
so sorry, i promise not to stray away
from my thoughts once again.
well after i decorated you with stickers,
i still wasn't satisfied.
[heh, remember that!
such an excuse for your little rendevuz}
i can laugh now, can't i?
