I breathe so that I continue to live for you.He dont breathe.
I watch you at work.
I lay in a pile of rubble at the construction site across from your office window and zoom in with my Kodak Easy Share so I can gaze upon your grace as you type.
I record every stroke.
Only after you get up and leave your desk do I take my unrelenting eyes off the window.
I endure the empty and meaningless minutes you're gone by memorizing your mesmerizing work and it gives me the strength I need to survive a toilet break.
He dont record every stroke.
At night after you fall asleep I drink a bottomless cup of coffee sweetened with unequivocal and irrevocable Splenda so I can watch you dream about me.
He dont drink coffee.
I enchant you in English class by reciting works from Roddenberry, Seinfeld, or Siegel and Shuster.
He recites cliche' from the obsolete and overrated.
Shit, he aint even in our English class.
If I feared that my presence in your life was an overwhelming burden I would not abandon you in the Daniel Boone National Forest.
I would leave you at the mall.
He dont take you to the mall.
I dont need the sun to shine on me to sparkle.
I sparkle like a mother fucking diamond 24/7.
He dont love you the way I love you.
7 comments:
Where are your old posts?
This post is stalkerlicious!
Are you back? Or did you just need to get this off your mind? ;-)
booya! you back?
Doug, just cleaning the joint up a bit. Hopefully it wont take me too long and then most will be back.
Jay, I think I'm back. I toyed around with moving to another blog, but came to my senses in the last hour.
Furious, I hope so, cause I really miss me.
Bearing in mind that I have not seen any of the Twilight movies, I don't get it.
How are you? How are the boys? What's up with you and your wife? Please, a little news!!!
J.
yay! Corky is back!!!!!!
I sure have missed Max and the lil guy - and you, too :)
I'm confused by the Twilight references there, but hey, a poem is art.
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