Friday, 08 May 2009
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where the track doesn't meet
Words on the tip of my tongue fall
back into my throat and choke my ideas.
I always mess this up. I never get it right.My mouth is always this wide open hole,
sucking in the good air,
with nothing good to exhale in return.It’s because my mind is always racing
(though racing whom or what or what for, I’ve yet to figure out),
and tripping,
or sometimes getting that rubbery feeling in its legs
forcing it to stop and rest. Those rubbery legs
like rusty wheels and my train of thought stops
dead on the tracks.
No one ever really knows what they think they do.and if they do, no one believes them.
or perhaps, even if they do,
they just can't articulate it to others?
hmm.by the way, I know this one isn't spectacular.
It's just kind of here anyway.
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Comments (8)
for some reason I didn't see you close that parentheses and I couldn't tell if I really liked that or if it really bothered me. But after 3 read throughs I saw the closing one
crisis averted.
@NewCoolMeat - hahaha. :)
I know I'm not spectacular
I'm just kind of here anyway.
It feels disjointed. And I like that. It feels like something I would write, and while one could possibly consider that an insult, I feel comfort in the similarity. =)
@NewCoolMeat - I disagree. :)
@blackconfetti12 - :)
I really like this one. Mainly because I myself am not that verbally affluent and articulate. Plus while I was reading the last paragraph I saw a brain walking the whole time haha.
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(hope Xanga doesn't screw up the spacing)
@GuitardedGuy619 - And lame...it did. =\