i thought i saw a goldfish today
swimming in my 1.5 liter water bottle.
and when he turned and looked at me directly,
i know it was him that made me remember
'il l'aime'.
so i poured the water down the drain,
and filled it up with something new.
i don't know how i can talk to you
when all i want to do is
drive in my car with the music too loud
screaming at the top of my lungs
are you suffocating yet?
tonight i wore my favorite green jacket with
a grey shirt underneath.
but she has him, and he has her, and she always had him
so what was the point?
at 7:59 today
i realized i am meursault.
it's lose-lose, and i'm becoming to tired to put forth the energy to care.
but he put forth the effort,
on tuesday night, even if all he wanted to do
was sit and stare.
but it went further than that
and all i can do now is throw up,
or have the urge to.
what's the difference between tiny crushed up pieces of the sky
and your eyes?
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