there are no more pretendings for me to have

the future holds a thousand hours of uncertainty,
a blind wandering of the mind: what you said and
was it true, what wasn't
was any of it at all
and so i'll watch
and make imaginary
(surely, at least some of them will be)
tales about your new conquests and
car rides, journeys to where you
pretended once before

at any time, you could be somewhere else
breaking someone else
but at least they get to pretend for a while.

2004-05-21 | 9:49 p.m.
0 comments so far