i wrote you a letter and
showed you in sign language,
it was like the night i
rushed back to you after
i learned what "my boyfriend
is a sweetheart" was,
using my hands
like they were made to tell you
that.
of course you had
no clue what i was doing,
in the dark with the
tv colors springing out
of the box
trying to catch our attention
but somehow you read
my hands as if they marked
your cheek with spice or
feathers that i grew out where
my shoulder blades meet.
i guess taking flight was
more than child-like,
it almost seems as though
i just get caught up because
i don't feel significant.
i'm significant to you though.
i wish i was as forward
as a fighter or predator,
since the only way to survive
is to use their first instincts
but i am simple and have
no training for this.
i always thought to be cursed,
i'm never good at these things,
with their integrity and need for
"leadership".
i just want to be significant.