(sigh)

Bread crumbs on the kitchen table
A small finger in my hand
Two sad deep green eyes that I haven’t seen in to long
Endless cigarettes that chain-smoke my nights
A strangers voice whispering lalalas into my def heart
My dumb tongue stroking someone else’s yellow teeth
Shy trsitessa that stalks me from the door across the street
Shades of green
Worn out colors in my finger tips
Lost pieces of grass stuck to my new/old tennis shoes
Sleepy giggles
A sad roommate
An old love story
And endless rug of whys and why nots
Who cares
And maybe something exiting around the corner of a street I never walked