he said that i was lucky
that god dosent usually speak to
common folks.
well enlighten me brother
is the night sky
actually black or just dark blue
and will my fingers always be
the same shape?
even when im old and saggy?
Oh tell me sister
are we in it for the long run
marathon or just
till be forget about friendship
over the hopes of a new boyfriend.
oh but kisses would be so lovely
im sure.
at the right time.
so he says to me
you're lucky
he usually pushes people like you to
the back of the line.
people like me?
where can i find people who like me?
and now i feel lucky.
i asked him why the liquid never seemed to move
when i move my coffee cup left
to right to left.
and why plastic slides give me static shock.
I asked him if i was a star in the sky
and i asked if he placed the clouds at the
exact place he wanted them each day
oh god i said.
am i where im supposed to be
am i who im supposed to be
and not to my surprize
he told me
he didnt know.
10:03 pm - 02.04.03
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