Monday, October 11, 2010

pencil shavings

there are many pencil shavings
sunken to the bottom of the sharpener
like thoughts
sunken to the bottom and the dusty corners of my brain
when i want to think of then
they are just barely there
as thin a pencil shavings
stuck on the tip of my tongue
i cant help but be nagged
i want them to come back to me
stupid thoughts
slip away so quickly
too thin
sink
down
down
down
like pencil shavings in the bottom of the sharpener
urgh
i cant pinpoint
where they came from
what they are
stupid slivers
never get back
that's all they'll ever do
nag me
slip away
pencil shavings

my birthday

my birthday is coming up
and guess what?
i guess this is obvious
but i guess I'm excited
you guess I'm not
1 year older i guess
1 year wiser i guess
are you sure?
you guess I'm not
you're right
all i am going to be
i guess I'm going to be
is a little bit closer to dying
yeah that's a sad thought
but its true
dying
happens to everyone
i guess
but how should i know?
my birthday hasn't come yet
i haven't died yet
I'm glad i guess
lets all just sit around and
guess
guess
guess