mixed signals
2005-10-18 12:11 a.m.
we had a habitof watching for the lights
and pumping our legs, unable to breath
to beat the trains rumbling by
i was telling this story in sequence,
a number of events and how they happened
to keep us posturing at one another
truthfully,
sometimes the world goes liquid
and i am breathing hard and heavy
and i know that i am sterile now,
because i can't give these wods their meaning.
because i can't get the right words
to come out.