and it’s every note
some of which don’t get played
but they’re sounding good to me
because they sound like you
even though you once said,
“everything you write is essentially the same” or something like that
but isn’t that okay when you’re looking for something to make you be still?
maybe if i knew how to play
an instrument or something
the notes might be different,
but i’d hate to disappoint you,
a whole lot about me is different
but i can say
i love you all the same as i did when i was a kid
but it’s alright because i’ve kept that
and i’d rather have that
than find my head
because you took it when you were fourteen,
even though we both had no idea what that means
but i’ll take it anyway
because my headless existence tells me
it’s alright again
i discovered i put you in a box and kicked it under the bed
it stuck out from under the corner and i couldn’t pretend
i never got it out and blew off the dust
and the action sometimes rattled some cages
i’ve never known anyone to love
me through my slow transition into a garbage pail kid
it might be what i want to do
even as morning turns into noon
and you’re out there somewhere becoming the best person you can be
and you’re healing and breathing and walking through the world
you might trip again
i want to see you through this
and whatever “that” is.
it makes sense to me
we are in our “that” phase
i wake up some days
and want to define it like the weird trait your friend has, or that breakfast i eat every day.
though i’d never want to drag you into a world
of a coffee fueled suburbia
because that song you like
told me you’d hate it
coffee fueled suburbia
could be what you think of me
and there isn’t any appeal because it would be all down hill from there
i think that way about myself but wonder where you are now
putting the right amount of sugar in your coffee to fuel your city
population you
Nice
I wasnt aware what saburbia means
So at frist it seemed meaningless
But after knowing the meaning i think its gr8 poem
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