SNAPSHOTS OF OUR LIVES DAY TWO, THE WORLD STILL ROTATES.
The bus rolls
we stand rigid
bees pass by in the wind
Stopping for a moment of breath.
Originally written April 20, 2016, midday, rewritten 10ish and posted 10:30pm April 21, 2016
YOU DON'T LIKE ME,
WHEN YOU REALLY DON'T LIKE MY POSTS AND SCORN MY WRITING.
YOU THINK YOU CAN MAKE YOURSELF FEEL BETTER BY DISLIKING AN INANIMATE OBJECT, HOWEVER BY DEFAULT YOU ARE DISLIKING ME AND HURTING YOURSELF
BECAUSE I AM MY ART.
I AM THE WORDS THAT ARE ON THIS PAGE AND THAT PAGE AND THE PAGE FROM THE DAY BEFORE AND THE YEAR BEFORE AND THREE YEARS BEFORE THAT.
I AM THE QUIRKS THAT SPILL OUT OF MY MOUTH.
I AM THE DUDE OVER THERE THAT IS A "RUNNING MACHINE"
I AM THE GUY YOU SEE AT EVERY STORE IN EVERY CORNER OF OUR TOWN
AND
I AM THE GUY YOU NEVER SEE BUT IS ALWAYS RIGHT THERE FOR YOU.
TRY ASKING WHY
TRY SAYING HELLO
TRY SEEING THEM IN THEIR OWN LITERAL SHOES INSTEAD OF YOUR OWN LITERAL SHOES.
Written April 21, 2016 for April 20, 2016, 10ish to 10:20ishpm, posted 10:30pm April 21, 2016
My chick cousin called me the other day.
She is uptight but nice and likes twirling her hair.
She said, she only called to tell me never to tell her
"I am praying for you"
"It is soo condescending!!?!?!" She blurted out before hanging up.
Leaving me with a statically loud buzz untill I said "goobye" too late hanging up.
Written April 21, 2016 for April 20, 2016, 10ish to 10:20ishpm, posted 10:30pm April 21, 2016
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