I dreamt about you
I dreamt about you and you looked like Kal Penn
I dreamt about you and you looked like Kal Penn and you were raging mad
mad as a charging bull.
And you screamed at me. Told me to gettout to getlost.
It broke something in me.
When I woke up, there was
a dull ache
in my chest.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Frustration bubbles up inside you like hot lava. Nothing goes right. You curse yourself, curse yourself endlessly, you curse yourself and wish to die.
Patterns in the sky.
Twirl your fingers, twist the clouds around to your liking.
A duck. A prince kissing his princess. A mermaid fleeing. A jukebox. A choo-choo train heading nowhere. Dreams shattering, hearts breaking into a million tiny little pieces.
You danced, I danced, we danced.