Die a Dominoe

November 13, 2010
By mvwaslike SILVER, Smithtown, New York
mvwaslike SILVER, Smithtown, New York
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Favorite Quote:
& ultimately, he's going to find out: how you
chew, how you sip, how you hum, how you dance,
how you smell at every point in the day. The fact that
most of your friends are shallow. That you hate
sitting in an aisle seat, how you sometimes can't
seem to listen, how you get hyper when you travel,
how certain games or shows make you really happy,
how you get cranky because you're too stupid to
remember to sleep, how you don't like the way you look
in most of your pictures, how you can't get off the
phone when it's late, because you don't want to sound
like you care, how you have no ability to save receipts.
He's going to know all of it; everything about you,
he's going to know. & he's still going to love you.

Like a sea saw
I topple over
And fall slightly above the ground.
As if I was a lady bug…
Each birthday adds a dot.
My age is seen like Braille

I am like an old movie screen
Drawn slightly out of detail
Lacking effort,
Pure, yet black and white.

I never once lied.
My dots…
They’re nothing like a trick
You count them like
Play with me for fun?
It’s nice to see
I am wanted

I think its part
Of my heart,
The way I lose balance uncontrollably
And fight my neighbors a lot.
At least I always know
I’ll have someone’s back
To lean on.

But my days have come,
My movie appearance has faded,
Like the yellow color of my skin…
My dots have added themselves
Last round of my game
End of my domino line;
My legs wobble over more,
I fall forward
There’s no one there to catch me
Nothing at all.
This time,
I go straight down

The author's comments:
I thought it was intresting to look at friendship as if you were a dominoe. At first it seems as if they'll always have your back, but in the end, you'll realize your left alone... no matter what.

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