This one is entirly true...

Aug 13, 2008 01:51

The Lodge (St Marks and 3rd Ave.)

I've been
feeling a little
more than
thinking recently,
or for
the last few
years.
Honestly
I couldn't
tell you how
long its been.
I couldn't
begin.
I found
myself
infront
of your
door.
I made
it through
the gate,
past the glass,
and up the stairs,
only to
be denied
and furstrated
by the unanswered
knock
I did rattle
upon a cats
useless paws.
I know she
tried
to open
the door,
but she was
too weak,
but to speak.

And I...

Well, I was
tired and
more than
a little
afraid
of fake plastic
trees and
was struck
with a case
of the bends.
I road in a cab
back home
and recovered
from work
to write
these very
lines
many
days
later.
I came
so close
and was so
frusturated
with it all
with
my ability
and cappacity.
I was looking
for pity
and found
none,
when
none
need be given.

-Andrew Engert

I just about cried when I got up to the Lodge door, and I couldn't open it or get it to be openned. I felt like such a ninja. Getting by the gate and the door and the stairs unnoticed... It was clever and crafty, but I dispared at the crushing reality of my failed plans.
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