Friday, January 2, 2009
never
I want to be taken away, to be flustered in speech and mind. I want to be fresh and new like it was yesterday. I want to sneak away in the night and see my shadow girl who waits for me down the block a ways. Ten o clock she says, and I would listen. I was taken by her. I would have done anything for her. She saw value in herself but it was in the wrong way. That is not to say I didnot partake, I did, but the point is the connection was one way for her and another way entirely for me. She saw a future in her good looks and pristine exterior. Little did she know or care that the window for a human being's best looks, baring sun rays and gene pool, is between 18 and 23. After those ages, we all just get old no matter how we try to hide it or fight it. To be taken away is to not have the capacity to see it coming. This therefor is why it is written about after the fact. The problem is we tend to look for things we read about; things that either already took place or never did. Then we make comparisons. Does this make any sense at all? We are all teken away, flustered in speech and mind because we are all unconsciously taking roles in our conscious mind while we try and match that process with each and every interaction while looking for the spectacular and unexpected; the makeshift dream never to be realized. LLc 98.2
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2 comments:
hmmmm have you fallen in love? you're writing about women an awful lot lately... ha!
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