#slouch
In the oiled vat of sadness
Slip of the tongue
Whimpering in the not-moment
Lost the scent of you
Because…. because, because
Because because was, because is, because will
Maybe
Was is, will is, then now, you me
Probably
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 11:44 AM UTC
if you sit upright
type well
stare at a screen
wear the right clothes
they'll call you a fashion plate
the old men
you'll get a good job
hell, maybe they will marry you
not me
I slouch
stare out the window
make up stories about the bluebird
At my review they tell me I can do much better
why does that matter when my heart is breaking into a million pieces?
there is the bluebird again
when will he leave me to my work?
Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC