10/23/2008

Whatever you did not do

The operator on the line informed me darkly
"I believe an elephant is living in your home"
Wanted to believe that she was only joking
Wisely laughed and said to her that I was very much alone

I put down the phone and I picked up my book
A tail brushed my browbone but I didn't look

Oh my goodness, this is rich
My brain must be a giant itch
'Cause all I do is scratch my head
Is it my fault that hope is dead?
Excuse me as I utilize
My hands to cover up my eyes
I killed the moment, dunno why
I hope I get a second try

You were sitting lonely in the back of the room
I was just too cool for that and mostly insecure
You sat right across from me but I stared through you
Squeezing past the elephant, I made it to the nearest door

Oh my goodness, this is wild
I am like a feral child
Just lead me to a clearing where
Your presence doesn't make me scared
I'll get the phone, I'll call my house
I'll pick it up and call me out
Inform me of my elephant
And I will learn to deal with it

Yes, we could talk and enjoy the buffet
But I feel a little too ugly today

Oh my goodness, this is rich
Watch how fast I hit the bricks
Is there a place where I can go
To flee a giant animal?
Excuse me as I utilize
My hands to cover up my eyes
I killed the moment, dunno why
I hope I get a second try

Matthew 25:45   'When you refused to help the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were refusing to help me.'

10/01/2008

Invisible roads

Dear whoever fails to post signs with street names on them:

I do not like you. Not even a little.

In other news, I have been working on my story again and I decided that it would be good to add music. To enhance the experience, you know. So with each chapter I plan to include a song that either 1) captures the emotion of that part of the story or 2) embodies the idea behind it. One or the other.