Feb 21, 2007 14:00
The Pause
There was a pause
in our plausible
plaza basement conversation.
where we shared our ideas
with the rats and the pavement.
three seperate thoughts co-exist
in a fishbowl together.
each thought effecting the outcome of the other.
When those lazy eyes meet
they greet their tongues
before their jaws can even hit the ground.
Frankly,
I found your thankless
blank stares
careless enough
to acknowledge they were there.
Sad;
clad in my merry-go-round hat.
I bask in the silence of the plaza basement rats.