today the skies were gorgeous on fire, but still icy

one time my friend said "i am nobody's favourite"

and i know what he meant, but not how it made him feel

only how it makes me feel, and i don't think it's fair to assume we're the same

one time i bought a phone card

so that i could phone this number

but then i lost the number

i had written it in a schedule for a film festival

and now it's gone

and now i've lost the card, anyway

i want to give everyone everything they want, but sometimes i just run out

and can only give my apologies

the way light makes the icing puddles green is beautiful

it's green from a road sign, though, not grass or trees

there are all these enormous tragedies that i've seen

and there are a only a few tiny miracles i've seen

still enough to not just close my eyes

quite yet

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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