Thursday, March 12, 2009

conversation w/ self



How do you walk away?


walk away...? walk away?
that's like giving a child their favorite dessert then asking them to give it to their younger sibling.
walk away? humph
like cold turkey?
like i've been smoking a pack a day for 5 years and i just stop, just like that?
come on man
cut me some slack
this ain't some chicano selling oranges and cherries by the bag on the corner
or the same homeless man that nods and bows for change at the MLK exit off the 110
no
this is that some kinda
that first summer rain
like the stars are aligned type thang.
walk away...please
this is that bicycle on christmas
this is meeting your favorite poet and him reciting your favorite poem just for you
yeah
this is peace
wait...i got it, i got it
this is like...the bomb grilled cheese.

but you're lactose intolerant

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