id like to pretend that my name means something
besides "white and glowing"
something that matters
like "integrity"
but i guess i graduated from that train of thought
because now apathy is a sweater on a hanger
behind my closet's sliding doors
and when i wear it, i guess i dont fit in
so i think im off of that drug too
i dont control my brain.
meditation is supposed to help
but everytime i cross my legs and try to turn off
i hear it all whirring -
the clockwork and silence that builds in my brain
like tartar on that homeless man's teeth,
the one who shook his mug at you
because your teeth glisten
white and glowing, like my name.
but no brush clears residue out of my mind
from memories and thoughts and you i suppose.
i never really choose anything.
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"but everytime i cross my legs and try to turn off
i hear it all whirring
the clockwork and silence that builds in my brain
like tartar on that homeless man's teeth,
the one who shook his mug at you"
I lovee the images that plays out in my mind when I read this. It's kind of like watching a movie. =] Good job && thank you for entering!♥
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