Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Language tapes

Its like I'm in serious need of some creamer.
But I'm not like in serious need. I am in need.
Like I'm in need of a lot of things.
But really they are not serious needs, but serious wants.
More like wanting some creamer is moreover just serious want.
And I ache at my insecurities.
I ache at things that make me ache that I don't realize
Once realized, tend to overcome.
I'm seeing and I'm being overcome, and I don't quite know how to respond.
I don't know how to respond.
My feelings fall into a line of profane words, though the words themselves are just adjectives that are not really what they mean anyway, so say what you mean.
Say what you mean.
Pleasing people makes me ache
Because I do it too
Words for you might be for me
Hidden, but true,
And its hard when you're not in line
As it seems I've not quite been in line
And obliviousness falls on my head
And then I feel the heat
And I see I've been on the fringe of burning.
On the fringe.
Listening to language tapes
All she hears, is birds.

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