Tuesday, May 22, 2007

They Say That We All Learn From Our Mistakes And I'm On The Honor Roll

Hold me accountable and I'll hold you closer.

My gut has always been my compass but lately I have been heaving it into gutters. You smell of a grove of trees my family drove past for years when I was younger. It's like a fortune cookie I opened 17 years early.

I don't say these words aloud as I fear they would set off a chemical reaction within me or you... or that they would come across like a foreign language, straining for meaning.

Turned in my badge and gun as far as anyone ever understanding me is concerned.

You are concrete and boomerangs and everything i can count on. When my back feels like breaking, or my stomach feels like heaving, or my eyes feel like raining... I will always think of that.

Been shit talking so much with people who are asleep on the inside. Their veins are pumping blood but their hearts just aren't in it.