.echoes.

a million words flutter about my head like confused butterflies in a summery haze

3.17.2003

tears, laughter, and
two pounds a day

(i've always wondered where you come from
it's so far away
far inside of me)

sometimes you wonder how things will start
but i am beginning to wonder
where they will take an end

love, lust, loss;
hear, heal, hurt;
forever, forget, for now-

for when you return
i will be more than a coveted personality
but a coveted body
in your eyes
like i have always wanted to be

careless, curious, and callous;

determined;
untouchable
___________________________________

i never wanted to be a part of your dirty schemes
filthy and tainted
covered from head to toe
faltering, followed
its time to be gone
time to stop wasting time
as it flies by
(on butterfly wings
dancing about the sky)
reaching out
with soiled hands
grappling, groping,
to grasp the freedom
on which it flies

your name is only uttered in evil pretense
and is ugly to my ears

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