Clicking little boxes,
cutting little notches,
filling little niches,
watching little watches.
Minutes ticking by,
quiet as I’m cautious.
Remember why you’re here,
try not feeling nauseous.
Kick a window open,
room is full of broken.
Pretty little thing,
smiles as she’s smoking.
Pretending we were there,
is how we got here in the first place.
Wish I could remember
how the words taste;
now on to a worse fate.
We tripped a lot on the sidewalk,
stumbled in the street,
punching in the drywall.
Never had a dream,
spent our nights in the stars,
time slipped past,
like the lights of the cars;
now I’m starved.
Click once for yes
and twice for no.
Or is that twice for yes?
Now I don’t know…
… but anyway…
Wasn’t I just remembering someone?
Dammit.
*click*
*click*
HG – 2014
