Tuesday, September 10, 2002

i’m not hiding i’m transparent

i’m not hiding
i’m transparent
bleeding colors through my skin
smell like weather
taste like water
nothing for you to take in
holding both
my arms before me
run my fingers through your hair
watch you walk
right through my body
like I wasn’t even there
nightclothes draped
across the bedstead
tangled in a skien of dreams
sleeping naked
eyes wide open
anyhow that’s how it seems
I miss the flavor
of your coffee
miss the things you need not say
smell your pillow
make a wish
might as well call it a day