which is only as much as i have to
to keep .. today intact, the pictures traveling as jewelry,
but the bright, thought of an aerial view too.
what do i know about calling myself a friend, a
real friend, when i don't know at all about
what to do when the news banner goes calling
It seems to come together, (time or placement together?),
the hungry taking opens and gives everybody
a taste. (you feel far away, i know. it's easy for me to
imagine solving it, the way i do when the pressure
hits. performance anxiety of perceiving a problem)
you said, play for keeps. and the pictures, boy do we
laugh well. i've got more lessons on the guilt of
showing up, being late, and i continue to learn
when. in a public place i feel most like you
and in the breaking down of all my certain realities
i learn that we're only beginning
any public place becomes a living thing
(not that i know the separation. that's for sure)
you can cut off an arm, both legs, even parts of the head
but not the heart? but not the heart.
you walk like you think, only more slowly. more silver.
i don't like when people walk fast.
when you die time stops counting you,
but we keep on doing it. stuck:
this is a private world. place that eats
up the whole word young and does nothing with it
anyway. we're the ones who need it,
so it's too busy to bother. waste-full (like us)
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