she said, she said

[subtleresidue]

no sense. no sense. no sense. right?

words weigh me down tonight, and I spent far too much time standing.
it's always the backs of my knees. a place seldom seen and seldom thought about
until they start to yell at me. stupid knees. stupid uni for taking too long to pick me up from the
grocery.

I keep thinking of saids.

"it makes sense, if you think about it" my sister said
"but if the father's looks different than the son's, he may question his own" my mother said
"what does it sound like when a cow falls off a cliff?" my brother said
"you talk too much. when you talk so much, you're less interesting" my first said
"you're sweet" my most recent said
"you'll always be unhappy" my less recent said

and in the case of my dad, in the case of the lumbering man who represents my dad while I'm at school,
it is the absence of words that is truly most significant.

oh your words, and your saids, how they drag me down.
how impossible to articulate exactly what you've spoken to me,
but rather easy to gather into myself the emotions they represent.