Saturday, August 22, 2009

Roadmap

Please, how many times have I heard that line in my demon days? "I'm so rotten, they don't even have a word for it. I'm bad. Baddy bad bad bad. Does it make you horny?

Or terrified. Whatever.

It went over,
time and time again,
how it works,
how I would make it work.

What she said,
and her,
and her.

all the people,
talking,
saying,
singing.

I will miss the people that came and went,
and I will love the people who remember.

I see those,
who do not see me.
who have gone,
and would not turn back,
and I am hollow.
I had convinced myself that
you had meant the most to me,
not because you taught me the most,
but because you were willing to share my mirth and sorrow.

but where are you now?

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