another day

[amuse]

pidgeon tracks every which way
indelible in cement
did it die what happened?
did a puddle save its life
did a fireman take it away
(my dad used to do that with
cats on the street)

nothing indelible here
just an etch-a-sketch
erased again

invisible cement
imagine it'll be a long time
before anyone
notices it
sees i walked through it
x-rays the damage
on my heart

when will never fade away
when will never end?

[verybaddmom]

as usual, all i can say is wow.
when did you write that?

[amuse]

just now
the last two lines were repeating themselves as i walked to the post office (long story) and i saw the tracks just before i got there

[Koa]

it took me a while but i think i get it... not sure of the last lines though...(what's the subject? 'when'?)

[amuse]

well...the subject is something that just happened, umumum (glug, glug, glum).

but the tracks/cemented feet sums it up. except that dammit i will not stop flying.

:bawling:

[Koa]

ok so i'm lost but please don't cry! :eek:

[amuse]

the bf. i broke up. left work early after he called.

thanks Koa.

[Koa]

(how can you reply so fast?)

broke up??? :eek: nah it's those temporary things, i know how these things are.
(if not, you can be depressed with me, we can open a factory of tissues :D)
(i'm not good at cheering people up, have i ever told this?)
:D

[amuse]

i was editing. how can you? :)

i don't know re: temporary. i like the tissue factory idea. :) and how about a moratorium on hugs, because sometimes they make things harder to be strong about, eh?

[Koa]

how can i? my life is attached to the keyboard, if this makes sense.
hugs? i dont remember what they are, but we can try.
(not even sure of what you were meaning, but after midnight i just blindly guess on anything :D)

[verybaddmom]

omg....amuse...what the ****???