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snow fell tonight - it would
I watched movies with my parents
until late in the evening
as my dog slept on my chest
I escaped into the easy world of romance
where love emerges from disdain
in small packaged moments of tension
I settled into a warm blanket
grasping my laptop absently
checking scores from around the county
maybe someone will log on
and tell me in a panicked moment
that they always have loved me
and they're sorry for everything
it will surprise me and make me cry
and it will be exceptionally sad
when I respond despondently, "oh"
because I simply can't believe it
I know who I am
and love fits into a box
tailored by knights and magicians
it feels old like a classic novel
wrapped into celephane Disney World
and the grit of my memories
chafe against celluloid dreams
I sit on the other side of the screen
watching and taking notes
I am the Dues Ex Machina
and I wield a pen
or as tonight - a laptop
propped above a small dog
oblivious to the work it takes
to resist the pulls of tethers
endearing me to feel sadness
when the main characters finally kiss
in a predictable candid moment
I am the machinations
around which things happen
I watched movies with my parents
until late in the evening
as my dog slept on my chest
I escaped into the easy world of romance
where love emerges from disdain
in small packaged moments of tension
I settled into a warm blanket
grasping my laptop absently
checking scores from around the county
maybe someone will log on
and tell me in a panicked moment
that they always have loved me
and they're sorry for everything
it will surprise me and make me cry
and it will be exceptionally sad
when I respond despondently, "oh"
because I simply can't believe it
I know who I am
and love fits into a box
tailored by knights and magicians
it feels old like a classic novel
wrapped into celephane Disney World
and the grit of my memories
chafe against celluloid dreams
I sit on the other side of the screen
watching and taking notes
I am the Dues Ex Machina
and I wield a pen
or as tonight - a laptop
propped above a small dog
oblivious to the work it takes
to resist the pulls of tethers
endearing me to feel sadness
when the main characters finally kiss
in a predictable candid moment
I am the machinations
around which things happen
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