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Dec 08, 2005 21:09

WITH HER AGAIN

Wrinkled hands washing dishes
Looks up out the dusty window
She thinks she sees “her”
But she knows that “her” isn’t there at all
Going crazy

Drops a glass
Crystals on the floor
She picks a piece up
Gets the idea
But just leaves it there to glare

Walks down the hall
Sees all of the old pictures
Can always look into “her” eyes again
Can always smile with “her” again
But can never grow with “her” again

Walks into “her” room
Throws herself on the ground
The salty tears never go down her cheeks
They just fall to the earth
And are never again seen

She gets up
She sees “her” teddy bear
Sitting lightly on the bed
She remembers how proud she was of “her”
Since the bear still had both eyes

She walks up to it
Picks it up
Puts her arms around it
The tears are gone
And the memories come back

She remembers “her” laughter
Remembers “her” voice
Even remembers only strawberry jelly
On the PB&J
Because the grape kind was yucky

She puts the bear back down
Walks back down the hall
Picks up the shattered glass
Throws it away
And finishes the dishes

She was finally with her again

OVERTAKING EVERYTHING

Knocking and no answering
Asking and no response

Something is trying to ask me a question
I know the answer
It’s the person who asked I need to know

Question is…
Answer is…

Where did Sundays disappear to
Calling out to me
So loud
Ears pound
Toy wound
Loud sound

The show is getting boring
With just saying line after line
With beat after beat
Another cup of wine

Interesting rhythm
With very boring lyrics
Overtaking everything

BUT AT THE SAME TIME

With a hotel pen I write
Fog covering my sight
Unseen

So close to me
And at the same time
So far away

Your eyes as if crystals
So clear that I can see my life
Flashing in and out

Unsure

But at the same time
You eyes as if glass
Cutting into my tough flesh

Drops of water
In huge waves
So sure of everything

But at the same time
Unsure about noting

Splashes of fire
Staining my jacket
But at the same time
Removing itself in a short amount of time

Don’t know how to say
What my body is already saying
So confused

The pen I put down
But at the same time
Still writing in my mind
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