October 16, 2005

stairwell accompaniment:Colin Hay

do you remember how we used to fall apart together?
(i had expected you to forget.)
you are nothing and everything of what i want and need
we are perfectly ruined.

oh how the days are darker when you stop and wait and see the way colors fold and spin around ideas that you had when you were younger. now climb up the stairs to the attic and maybe you will remember why you used to smile and mean it.

“i’m not the way i thought i was”

continually viewing fragments of myself in him becomes a bit like piecing together a stained glass window.
i want to reflect light and help it fall in pretty colors onto the floor.

please remember to tell me what you want.
i so often forget what it is i am hoping for.


One Response to “”

  1. Anonymous said

    Honesty becomes you.

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