28.7.11

Stranger Strange

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stranger, stranger, strange you should be listening
like a river to the end of my curdled song
nobody knows what madness could come along
now if you see a being borne into a trap you free it
they know kindness when they see it
stranger strange would it come if you could call it?

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strangerstrange-pola

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this is the closest thing to a goodbye that i will ever give you.

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11.7.11

Thanks To You

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thankstoyou-pola

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the lies you tell become memories because you want them to be true. but they’re only your reality. when you fish them from your head; your mouth. the words you say to us, they’re laced with impossibilities and untruths. and yet, we begin to pretend too. we remember things that never really existed. so we feed on your contagious beliefs and make them our own.

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4.7.11

Storms

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sometimes i think about the boy. not the boy now, just a boy. and how he walked with his knees turned out.

his name is evan, but that’s just what i tell you. he steals things from me all the time – iced strawberries, pens without caps, pockets of sleep in a day in a night in a day.

the staccato beat of his laughter as i press a sneeze into his shoulder once again. when he drives me home, his fingers tap out the intricacies of a heartbeat on the steering wheel. he used to want to be a doctor, you know.

he held his forehead against my cheek once, feverish with love and the stomach flu. guy fawkes night, bolstered by chivas and loud whoops – his sigh traced a pathway down my spine.

two hours after we first met, he looped his shirt around my eyes so i wouldn’t see him streaking down the hallway for a dare. and i sat there giggling in a fog of filtered light. the sound of his bare feet kissing the marbled floor. away. towards. this unveiling like a mottled sunrise.

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storms-pola

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i feel that if i can last the month without seeing him again, then it would mean something to me. like not licking the sugar off your lips after eating a powdered doughnut. everyone says i can’t. they tell me it’s impossible but… i want to try anyway.

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