Sunday, July 20, 2008

island

steps outside well-structured sentences
flirts with ill-placed verbs and inefficient adjectives
wants slender fingers beautiful with acoustic sounds
writes lyrics to nowhere and notes to the world
finds low-slung jeans and a childish smile
watches conversation falling to the floor around them
keeps the window down -
so she can remember herself when he's there
half-hearted, half-speaking half-thoughts, in half-moods.

(i'm sorry i couldn't invite you.)