Sunday, June 11, 2006

It Was Beautiful To See You

I am scaredy-cat: I have fifty acres of land and I am still afraid to run through the trees with no shoes on, I am scared of the birds and the things that bite my ankles.

I am a liar: hanging from a telephone wire with my pants on fire.

I am selfish: I get angry when my sister borrows my books because I think that they are mine.

I am bored: and this is why I crave someone.

I am naive: I can't believe you had sex with him, that you cheated on the other him, that you don't even mind.

I am a stoner: I smoke weed, often, very often, and I wonder why I can't form sentences and why my thoughts are so sporadic.

I am a hillbilly: I would only ever like to own some land with some trees on it.

I am a liar: I am so sorry that I keep changing, but I don't like you anymore.

I am a lesbian: I would date girls just for you.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

it WAS beautiful to see you.

can we talk about the comment someone made on my last poem? creeped out.