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1998

listless
december 21, 1998 | an airport in chicago

you mean you have come all this way,
just to look at me with those empty eyes?
listless - jumping around the room as if there is somewhere better you forgot to be,
so you leave and i realize i was secretely wanting you to.
those eyes still stay in my mind,
haunting me after all this time has slowly passed,
after each one of these eternal minutes has quickly disappeared.
i am quite certain you do not understand. probably never will.
but perhaps you are the smarter one for having no desire to know,
i begin to feel sorry for trying to force this on you.
[ tagged: strangers ]
yoplait
december 20, 1998

junior high tasted
of strawberries and bananas 
and after all these years
the sting is just as strong
funny the memories i would leave with
of piles of wet leaves
of breaking into your house
night after freezing cold night
the cold i will remember better
than the sticky hot summer
when i had no commitment 
at all to the world
strange the thoughts i won't part with
of cheap gasoline and unlit streets
two lane highways and downtowns
and the stories i tell six years from now
won't resemble what happened
but the memories will fade into a flavor
that i will always carry with me
and enjoy when it touches my tongue
just as junior high now tastes 
of strawberries and bananas
i wonder, six years from now
what the taste of here will be
[ tagged: memories ]