chills

Jul 06, 2005 13:20

I want nervous glances before the connection. I want to be able to bore a hole through your head and for you to hold it. I want that intensity without words, for a minute or for a day from across the table at one another. I want it filled to the brim of anything, be it contempt or love or jealousy or devotion. I want it so clear and strong and passionate that you wouldn't even have to stretch the chords we call vocals. No, you listen [because there's nothing to say]. I want you to shut the fuck up and [look at me]

I don't want to make friends with people that attempt to catch my attention by staring or glancing. I don't want to make friends with people that follow me for a few minutes and walk away. I don't want to make friends with people that sit next to me or near me and wait for me to say something. I don't want to make friends with people that keep showing up in hopes some connecting moment will make miracle of itself. I don't want to make friends with people that say "I like your style/hair/makeup/jacket/eyebrows" and then don't have anything else lined up. I don't want to make friends with people that talk to me out of the blue.

I want someone to walk up next to me and keep walking as if we know one another and we started together from point [a] and plan to continue to point [b]. I want someone who keeps going no matter how far I go, keeping up and not questioning or asking "where". I want someone who just says "hey" and that ends it. I want someone who understands that silence in verbality can be golden because smalltalk is filler and shit, and neither of us cared anyway.

Because I don't care about the abbreviations or crushed-to-two-words sentences, like your GED or your STD or your job as a prostitute. That you live near Hollywood Blvd or Sunset or a celebrity or ME. That you did or didn't make mommy and daddy proud. That you're a rebel, that you conform, that you're a dem or a rep, or an indy or who you voted for and your 'OH AND FUCK BUSH' 5-second-sound-byte statement. Your political views and your social economical middleclass vs upperclass bullshit. Your five thousand patches of bands names too fucking obscure or too easy to come up with like "Global Threat" and "Indy 5" and "No Kid's Underground" and "Antiamerican Presidancy" and blahblahblah. The words here are never and ever...Not yet.

I want someone who can just walk. Because before you speak you know nothing of a person more than their physicalities. How they carry themself, the look on their face, the way they step-skip-stumble-and [stop]. How they cross a street with traffic near and how they get through a crowd. If they look both ways. If they breathe through their mouth or their nose. The things you always learn later when the friend or person mattered, because by then we were past all your mememe I'll listen just so I can talk. Because by then you cared. Because you were comfortable without talking.

I want that first and all the rest after. Because I don't want to know your life and it's little details until I am comfortable, not the other way around. It should always be that way. Too bad no one does that.
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