Monday, October 09, 2006
Solopsistic Soliloquy
Let me in to have you here.
I need you to need me,
even though I don't care.
I wander your airy halls,
alabaster floors
echoing the din of
those a-heroic youths who strain.
My false disdain drives me
to cling to these things I do not want.
This heap of beating hearts;
I will stand atop it even alone,
to say I was there
where
the winners go
on top
despite
all of
you.
I need you to need me,
even though I don't care.
I wander your airy halls,
alabaster floors
echoing the din of
those a-heroic youths who strain.
My false disdain drives me
to cling to these things I do not want.
This heap of beating hearts;
I will stand atop it even alone,
to say I was there
where
the winners go
on top
despite
all of
you.
