to the neon god they made
S&G
the ride goes round and round. but i just saw the moon through the blinds, it’s a real beauty...i’d forgotten. and the lines of cars never lead my eyes to the autumn colors the trees wear...i’m distracted. and the people with their promises and high praises have worn me down because it’s just talk, with no real feeling behind it.
i’m seeing how foolish “stuck” is. how the imaginery quicksand sucks my boots. how i stand sometimes patiently, sometimes not, in front of the unending red light, when really, green is always on...
i can go.
it’s fear that keeps me behind.
i’ve got a plan.
i’ll never believe in healthy denial.
i can’t dope myself up to get through the day.
i’ve realized that people sometimes do suck
and bosses lie to save their ass.
i believe that some battles are not worth fighting for
and that animals and children can sense good and bad in people
they’re always dead-on.
what am i afraid of.