Getting To Wednesday

June 26, 2012
By StupidAndFearless BRONZE, Owls Head, Maine
StupidAndFearless BRONZE, Owls Head, Maine
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Favorite Quote:
"So paint me jealous, paint me rage, for god's sake paint me anything."

"You're not being fair!"
"Fares are for tourists, kid."

"Do something remarkable."


t’s Tuesday,
Half past ten,
About time to wake up from nightmares
of dreaming. I sense

the sea of people running little mazes,
shoving and sprinting to get ahead.
But everyones a blur of colors and shapes,
Behind my anomalous lens.

Focusing--
where others dissolve in a fog.
It’s like a little game to me,
Find a story,
brush the rest off.

Stories, screaming at me,
but it’s so da** quiet.
Mindless lips moving,
but the world is silent.

That door slamming--
forces a frenetic pen to paper.
No soul peers up,
they’re deaf to the sound.

That chipping red paint,
on the bedroom wall,
sets the perfect scene
for a disaster.


It’s Wednesday.
Midnight.
I lay awake.
Pen to paper
filled with nightmares
or dreaming.



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