[Something way out of my league but fuck it worth a shot]
The other day I was in Dunkin donuts
Sitting
Waiting
Remembering how I felt that day you came and met me
I glance over at the two chairs
That are now occupied by others company
Replacing images of reality with what I want to see
Me
With my little notebook
Writing stories on how my days went
You watching
Exchanging personal knowledge of our younger years
Me still writing
While Listening
I wonder if you noticed my words turning into portraits
You pulled out this marble
While explaining its purpose
I mentally start developing my own
It was blue and little
Yet clear enough to see through it
I imagined it being what connected us
I told you blue was my favorite color
You grinned
With the marble still in your possession
I questioned
Before getting interrupted by my fitignus
You placed it in my hands
Then I grinned
Saying thanks
You shouldn't have
I hope you didn’t think
That by this generous exchange I automatically assumed that it was a gift
Replacing the fact that you couldn’t give yourself because you weren’t yours to give
If you did I would have rejected it
But
By this time the guy that was sitting in my place has left and some old hag has replaced him
Staring at me
While convinced that I am in a deep transitional daze
Because for the like of her awkwardness I have yet blinked nor looked away
Anyway on with my recap
How is it
You were kind then
Giving time that only recruited friends
Compared to now you seem nothing like this
Constant disagreements
Now on our journey to welcome mats
I continuously look back
Feeling the links attached to my back picking up some the further I went
As if they were saying
STOP! While your ahead
But
Of course
I ignored it
Out of intrignous
Wonder
And
Hum is it possible he just might
No
That’s not how it happened
But in a poets world
Thoughts are like magic
I’m still
Sitting
Waiting
Hopping that I never left that chair you found me
Relaxed in
That I’m still patiently counting on your call or text
The one that says, "I'm here"
But
That never really happened
Madness
Snap out it
I guess since I can’t rome
Or imitate the actions
Within the bubble I am encouraging to forum
As if I was placed in a comic
I guess class will be my best bet then
But
To all the people in Dunkin’ Donuts and two chairs across from me
I shall return one day with my imaginary friend
Just wait and see
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