Tomorrow
I know her well.
Though I have never met her.
I stay up late to get to meet her
But fall asleep
And when I wake she is not there
I am only met by today.
I think of things I must do
And put them off
Tomorrow I tell myself
And then peddle around the house
Or go to work
And think
Tomorrow I will get it done.
i try to be
something better than me
you might not understand
what that means.
i want to be
traveling through the sky
touching the stars
can you see it?
can you feel it?
do you know it?
I want to be better than me.
I want to be a love poem
you find in your purse
and stop to read,
carefully folding it back,
afraid of tearing it
because of the wore fold line,
after you finsh;
to stop to unfold it
and read it again
and again.
I want so much,
I’m breathless.
So breathless,
I turn blue.
Put your lips on mine,
and I will come to life.
Once you were just an idea and a dream;
but now that I’ve met you
and those sparkling hopeful eyes,
would it brother you
if we went our own ways?
You got me driving sideways already,
and I can’t afford the super glue,
I need to fix what’s already broken.
My knee
I got a flat.
Right in the middle of service,
thought it was just the weather
That happens sometimes,
A slow leek,
Just plug it
A little something something for the pain
And keep on going.
But that didn’t work this time.,
The tiles behind the line were just too hard.
It kept going flat
And I was forced to go around on the rim,
With a towel wrapped tightly around it,
‘Til I was able to get to the mechanic,
Who told me that there might be a tear
On the meniscus side
And it had to be sown up ;
But he wasn’t really sure.
So I went to a specialist on tires and frames.
He pok’d and twist’d my tire,
Took some pictures of my frame
And said the frame was fine.
I knew that
But still the pictures were taken.
And as with all mechanics
I pay for it;
Even if they weren’t needed
Or couldn’t do anything about it.
So then I was hook’d up to the dianasitic machine
And they listen’d to the sounds of electronic jack hammers
While I couldn’t move
In a white claustrophobic tube,
And gave it to me on a cd.
Lets say that’s the most expensive cd
I’ve ever bought.
Smyon-Pa 