karma chameleon
or playground love?
Humpty dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty dumpty had a great fall
all the kings horses and all the kings men
couldn't put Humpty back together again.
that's where it all started, you see...
with Humpty.
Nana's house:
brimming with brassware,
brown carpet seas,
floral embroidery, lace tapestry
then this..
coinciding, colliding
the naivety and shame
curiosity and strange, misunderstood need
if I could go back in time
I would whisper in the small, sweet ear-
the young flesh still freshly molding-
of a neverending expanse of wide open,
spread before the bare feet...
i remember playing in the sprinkler,
on top of the beloved stretched black bouyancy
despite the warnings of
the trampolice...
if only someone had warned me,
then.
that the Secret Garden probing
would birth something wild inside of me.
I dreamed about you again last night..
i was topless in your parents house,
they came home and scolded you instead.
And while I hid in the bathroom
a coward on edge
you cried to them that you didn't mean to disappoint
and I felt sick with myself
Too low to find my way
Too high to wonder why
"I don't know what you mean by 'glory,'" Alice said.
Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. "Of course you don't – till I tell you. I meant 'there's a nice knock-down argument for you!'"
"But 'glory' doesn't mean 'a nice knock-down argument,'" Alice objected.
"When I use a word," Humpty Dumpty said in a rather a scornful tone, "it means just what I choose it to mean – neither more nor less."
"The question is," said Alice, "whether you can make words mean different things."
"The question is," said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be master – that's all."
Alice was too much puzzled to say anything, so after a minute Humpty Dumpty began again.
"They've a temper, some of them – particularly verbs, they're the proudest – adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs – however, I can manage the whole lot! Impenetrability! That's what I say!"
i hate that feeling you get
feeling forgettable.
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