Nothing

Surrounded in these moments, pretending to back up and restore
I am just the cat’s reflecting eyes in the head lights of your speeding mode of transportation
Take me away and I would leave in a heartbeat.
Promise me your heart ache and I will dance in endless falling clouds for you.
Couldn’t sleep, didn’t want to.
Couldn’t sleep, didn’t want to.

Memorable memorabilia, from my mouth to yours
I am just the painter’s brush that was swallowed up by photographs
We ran away for the hours of a day but ended up nowhere.
I gave up and moved on, but dreams never stop spinning; they woke up.
Create death or something else.
Create death or something else.

All the while thinking that
it might have been more interesting
if we’d run into some traffic.

12/23/09