I thought about the best way I could have acted Speaking over the TV Lying back STRAIGHT over the sofa Just when Dad came home
Instead when he asked me how school was I only mumbled "good' and headed into my room to play The Clash CD I had gotten at the library and sat alone on my bed until dinner Even though I know he likes that band.
It's the pieces of the best thoughts I have that fail to come together Just when things start to happen and the panic sets in.
Written during a workshop with slam poet/MC Temperamental MissElaynious . The group was discussing the issues of confidence and identity, I used some feint memories from my own childhood to examine the ideas of difficulties of communication and image- trigger symbolism by using child-like language and syntax. Something different for me.