i want to sit amongst the stars
silent, dissolving into space, a
still nothingness, a pair of eyes
and no more.
i want LA to absorb me like a sponge,
soaking my essence, throwing it
into the sink with all the other lost
young souls: we’re soapy watercolor
i want to be an extra on a movie set,
watching in wonder as personality
after personality passes me by,
perfect and poised.
i want to dissipate into the foam
of johnny depp’s coffee, or drift
like the smoke from uma thurman’s
cigarette against her lips.
i want to be a fleeting ghost, a jane
doe in an undated photo by the
paparazzi, nameless and noir
in the grainy polaroid.
i want to be a shadow, the fragments
cast off of a shooting star - i want to
trail along until i fade.
Underneath this full
Moon I sit
These people come and go.
Hoping that one day we can have peace,
Understanding, and love again.
Right now this world needs help, a
Miracle---something to bring us back to
A** time when we cared about our
Neighbors and each other. Someday.
Inspired by and song title from Fall Out Boy. Thanks to Uma Thurman, she's awesome!
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