I won't answer the phone
because we've met before
and sat together all alone
but never said a thing
you pretended to listen
to the ideas I would bring
laughed at jokes I never made
I took your half-hearted applause
all the criticism you had to spare
but you didn't want to understand
and never really cared
I'll just let it ring
and deal with you later
echoing your attitude toward me
when I needed you to try the most
to be stable and interested...
I guess we've failed each other
it must be genetic
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I have lots of random, not so great poetry lying around...maybe you will like it? It helps me think life through :)
1 comment:
I really like this poem - it's very reflective and powerful. I read it as that whispered twisting knife of "I'm disappointed in you," which is pretty impressive, I'm not sure I have that kind of smiting power.
Glad your previous post said you're having a better week, though I worry a little reading all this. I discovered and read your blog a few weeks ago, but have been so swamped with work and things around the apartment that I've not gotten around to saying much. Anyway, I like that you've come to the conclusion that "emo" isn't the best way to be. Emo in the sense of being emotional isn't such a problem, but the whole idea that you can't mourn or lament something without wanting to cut your wrists is just excessively pessimistic. Admittedly, I'm a pessimist when it comes to my own problems oftentimes, but I always like to encourage a more positive outlook. Doing so usually makes me think more positively. Hope everything's going well, talk to you sometime soon, I hope.
P.S. - I'm coming back to CA 4/27-5/7, hopefully we can hang out (sidewalk chalk - city hall - arrests :-P)
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