Pretend

Let's play pretend
imagining that we can mend
with floss and brushes
a made-over smile
to hide the tears of crocodiles

Let's run this race
with faces made up
to hide our imperfections
reflections in the mirror
strangers to behold

Let's go to bed
And let our pillows hold our heads
dream the dreams
that we are too scared to dare
in our real lives

Peace out.

Darting Eyes

A dimple emerges in my right cheek
as I smirk to myself
Looking out the window 
pretending that I just remembered something funny
Why do we play these games?
I see you and you see me
our eyes dancing the familiar dance of strangers
I only look at you to see if you were looking at me
flattery with darting eyes
see you again tomorrow


Her eyes were hazel I think.  Back to writing more often and I guess that means that I'm writing about my usual topics again.  Yesterday, I wrote about her and today, I'm writing about games I play on the bus.  Bus games, fun stuff.  Peace out.

Impressions

I shake myself 
trying to clear the spider webs from my mind
the webs that have trapped all these foreign ideas
that swim the ocean of thought
some sink to the bottom
never to be seen again
I wish I could choose the thoughts that rose to the top
I would choose to stop remembering you
and how I felt that August evening nine years ago
but I know that some memories fade with time
while others, their impressions only grow
until they over run the mind

This was not what I set out to write today.  It's funny how some things just write themselves and how easily we fall into old habits.  Will I ever stop writing about this girl?  I dunno.  Peace out.

P.S.  I think I'm gonna stop having the title appear twice.  I know it was tradition, but I want to at least change one thing today.