Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Acknowledge, Accept, Ignore

New paper. Same place

New words for a new face

Sit by me and read my words

Over my shoulder where she wasn’t heard

Trying to learn what makes me tick?

Or trying to learn what makes me sick?

So you can take it and never quite end

Making your best effort to just be friends


Just barely above water, but you’re still breathing

Don’t drink the water, but question what you’re eating

Disorder in the cohorts until they need emergency trachs

So that all of us can stomach and ignore each others mistakes


Pillow talk. Squabbles flock

You would rest easy if she weren’t ready to walk

She’s no longer reading any of my words

And we listen to each other but nothing’s heard

She stops from time to time to look me in the eyes

But I’m still preparing a eulogy for when it all dies

She says to him: “I love you…” he says to her: “I know…”

Now alone they both say: “That wasn’t how it was supposed to go…”


She’s walked by twice now; to prove to him she’s still alive?

While he kicks under the surface, struggling to survive

Disorder in the cohorts until they need emergency numbing

So that all of us can relax, and ignore each others shortcomings

Stop that! No wait, go on

We keep looking and we’re never done

Stand over me and then recite my words

It never stops, it won’t stop, or haven’t you heard?

I’m about to leave the thought, until I think of the physical

Then I’m sucked in again to those thoughts that are trivial

Are you trying to be noticed or are you trying to hide?

Talk amongst yourselves and we’ll all try to decide.


The mind begins to open but we’re still a bit foggy

I’d have understood what to do if I weren’t so mentally groggy

Disorder in the cohorts until they need emergency lobotomies

So that all of us can think it through, and ignore each others inadequacies


Don’t wait; don’t hesitate

And absolutely never commiserate

When she’s gone I playback all of her words

I found I was talking to myself but everyone heard

There’s a certain subtlety that can only be seen when you don’t look

And she’s the genuine article that you can’t read about in books

Things are on the up and up with old symptoms on the decline

But when under this constant beratement you can’t tell me we’re fine


Run your mouth to the point of exhaustion to tell me why you’re leaving

You attempt to ease my mind, move your lips but you’re not saying anything

Disorder in the cohorts until they need emergency glossectomies

So that all of us can finally speak independently, and ignore each others incapabilities


Look over, then decide against

Over look and decide she’s best

You can’t find a way to describe her with normal words

She gives you a listen but ultimately thinks you’re absurd

As it happens they’re always walking in the opposite direction

But in that moment you lock eyes, there’s a silent perfection

Neither of you has said anything, and neither of you will

Just pass by each other sans drama, in a moment that can’t be killed


Open your eyes and disregard what makes them want to close

We see only what limits us, and in the end it’s all anyone knows

Disorder in the cohorts until they need emergency enucleations

So that all of us can finally see, and ignore each others imperfections


3 comments:

Anonymous said...

i like the new background :D

Stretch said...

glad to hear it... I guess the background was better than the new poem then?

Anonymous said...

Na I liked the new poem i just felt repetitive saying that over and over again. I think I am your biggest commenter. I am feeling better now though so we should hang out again. I miss driving you nuts.