Friday, June 24, 2011

i know


far from here but not yet there
(on top of that) without a watch
i'm lost, i'm lost
and found and
safe (but scared) and sound
that's it i'll trade
my squeaky chair for
another (even squeakier)
strangers watch strangers talk
with one another
a man with black shoes that
rival the sun in
the way that they
shine
a woman with tears in her jeans and tears
in her eyes (i wonder if her heart
is torn as well)
a boy chewing on his pen with
hope in his eyes
but (i know) that's
not how you find
the answers
a room full of faces (not
one familiar) and yet
it feels warmer than
my memories
brighter than what
i can remember (just right
now)
far dimmer (i know)
than the days
to come and
that alone (i know) is
something to
smile about

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