I would like people to see me
and say that's "arresting",
and say that's "arresting",
the two smooth streaks of mascara on my cheeks
where that last finished novel's
words imprint on my mind
I would like people to see me
and sigh 'how adorable'
when I sleep with my mouth open wide and
a sliver of drool and an "in bed" aroma
to complete the scene
I would like people to see me
and think that's unique
how I dress, that my hair's unbrushed and
I chatter to myself and hum
in a world of my own
I would like, not people, but one
to see just that
I would like to not want that one
as much as this
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