Hellloooo everybody. This is the audio of a poem I just wrote tonight. As you can see, I have the written version of the poem here in case one may not understand what I am saying :). This is called: Porcupine on Circle Drive. I still see you every now and then when I am done batting my eyes for the day. And yes the covers remind me of when we were warm silly. Of course I envision your chest that of where my pillow is now. And no I havent forgotten you yet. It is still winter in my head though outside it is the weather of June. I walked outdoors in the morning to run around my neighborhood hoping to sweat so that my eyes will not perspire. I dont necessarily know what I am running from, as I am jogging along with my memory, I turn on circle drive, look at the street sign and realize that this is all I will be running into. So I stop in my place and start pacing along, noticing that the sweat from my head switched positions with my eyes. It was too late to start running again. My trembling body had switched positions with my lips. You told me to forget you, remember? Thats probably why I was running in circles on circle drive; hoping that I wouldnt jog my memory. Thing is, I dont know if you remember us anymore. But I know you at least remember me. Maybe that is all that should matter until I need help remembering you again. But for now I am still walking, my eyes are still sweating, and my lips are still trembling. However, my head and heart are still racing. I wonder which one will get to the finish line first, hahahaha. (Sigh). There is no us is there? Only a me and a you remain. I have been trying to exercise enough so I can forget that last horrible memory of us not working out. You remember that right? Or did you forget that already; that you cant be my pillow or cover anymore? If you dont remember that, then your season has changed. Mine is still winter. At that thought I stopped walking. I stood paralyzed, pondering; chatting with my other seasons. We all were thinking of that last horrible memory. You remember it right? You were there. I moved an inch, you moved an inch. You moved a foot, I moved a foot. I moved a yard, you moved a yard until we were neck-to-neck like owls. Together we were for nights; in the trees, in the woods, on the streets, and in the dark. But when we tried to keep warm with your arms and mine, my spines flared and so did yours. This kept happening until we were nearly dead. So now I am finally running away from it, and so are you. When I was done thinking about this, I began running again; speaking with the other three that joined me. I told them I usually ran until I see light. And when the sun finally came up, I dawned on me: hedgehog dilemma. My head won the race against my heart. At that moment I saw the street sigh again, circle drive. So, I continued to run .
Posted on: Sun, 09 Mar 2014 05:07:27 +0000
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