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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Somewheres

Somewhere,
there is a (somewhat) tall girl pretending she's a (somewhat) small girl,
pacing her way through the (somewhat) cold rain and (somewhat) muddied streets,
in a (somewhat) giant purple rain coat. She thinks about how...

Somewhere,
there is a (very) tall boy in a (very) yellow sweatshirt,
seeing the world through his (very) dulling glasses and fixing his (very) unruly lion hair.
Looking out a (very) wet bus window, where he (very) wishes he wasn't.

Somewhere,
there is a (strange) small girl, who believes she's a (strange) tall girl,
counting the sounds of her (strange) steps as she trudges the (strange) steep concrete road
leading it's way to her (strange) little half-done house.
Awaiting a (strange) fevered call from a loved one, a love
seeing (strange) shadow ghosts.

Somewhere,
there is a lonely (little) pair of galoshes,
sitting on a (little) stand in a store,
admiring the pretty (little) high heels,
perhaps wishing that a tall girl in need of (little) galoshes would have cared enough,
to make a (little) purchase.

Somewhere,
there is a pathetic (clumsy) tuesday that has been very wet.
This (clumsy) tuesday doesn't want to be a stupid tuesday.
In (clumsy) truth, it wishes it was wednesday.
So that everyone and everybody,
could stop complaining of it's (clumsy) rain and just
live a little. It thinks about how...

Somewhere,
there is (love.)

2 thoughts about.:

Leeya said...

I think that is one of the best things ever written.

Anneke said...

This makes me draw a picture in my mind of you and will.