Maybe the eyes that see the scattered things
That puzzle themselves together in the awkward ways
When attachments to big and too small fit
Complete incompletion is translucent perfection
Just who do I think I am, telling you the truth
Of what matters most about emotion and it's cake
I wish I was more than a mere "next in line"
I question with all of myself if I truly am
With what I know and what I've found
In science and sleep and fear and faith
To tuck away my emotions to collect dust
Is an impossible that I can't accomplish
And I will expect nothing, not a yes or no
For I have offered nothing, not a ship to set sail on
Just to let you know that my shirt is still new
And maybe the story will continue
7/27/2009
I've Sworn a Reminder
Written by Unknown at 10:38 PM
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