heartache.. as long as everyone is happy..i guess.. thats it..nothing more.. nothing less..my job is done..the pain is real isn't it?it means nothing to you,because you never see it like i do..maybe you never did..maybe you never will..but i did..and i will..and the pain is all that is left..and the pain is all that is left..and the pain is all that is left..
The Cat and I d : so cat, what do you think?c : its nice..d : nice? is that all?c : erm.. well, there is more..d : well go on then..c : its been a while since i did this you know.. im a bit rusty..d : thats quite all right.. just go on..c : well.. its been a while since ive seen you and i know a lot has changed.. butd : hmm..c : but.. the truth is.. im still looking for you. the more i look, the more i get lost in you.. the more im lost, the more i need you.. your crooked smile, your shiny skin, your twisted mane, your coal black eyes.. Had they seen me before? No. they never cared.. but..
zest and zoology im still wondering what i am..lost in my wonderment i float aimlessly.no problems yet..a paper did come with me;with instructions describing optimal operational conditions;the regular tech jargon your average house wife's son,or his virgin sister can decipher.two hours down, the feeling is different;but no problems yet;there is grumble somewherein me, on me, near me;the slowness; deliberate.the pain; felt.i wonder what is to happen now;lost in painful wonderment yet again i float aimlessly.four hours down, the feeling is different;but no problems yet;crawling apart into my makers were not an option now.sile
But. So many thoughts for a cat near a cow under a crow.. But.my thoughts of you were never this cluttered..cluttered.. who writes poems with such words..cluttered.. hmm..i can see the group,standing outside..laughing at me..beyond them,i see the green fieldsandthe Ghats..i was there once, the Ghats..where the grass was always wet..kissed by leeches we ran..hmm.. yes.. the Ghats..dark..green..home.. or was it..i can see them still laughing.. at me?i can see;a crow poking my head,asking for water..*sigh*if only,i was with you..would i know your thirst..if only,my wings were as light as yours..
here with you i want to be happy.. and stuff.. and not be too crazy at times..and.. things like that..laugh and smile too.. love..be with people I care about..hugs.. mmm.. stupid jokes.. and be simple..walk in slow motionhave a soundtrack for my lifestop falling in love..stop falling out of it..sadness..and sit with cats too.. / i hate catsand maybe watch a sunset.. / i could watch the wavesand wake up.. / getting high on yogurtnot really.but half awake and smile at you.. and sneeze out loud when the morning sun hits you..thats about it..
Sta.sh
