Tuesday, March 1, 2011

if i could just sit tight, but i can't sit tight. i always come right back to you...

what the promises mean:

they swore they'd never let it get this close to home.
we pretended not to notice.
like those paper cutouts from first grade,
we stood blank-faced along the wall.

we waited until we heard their engines start
and rushed to the window to watch
the red of the taillights.

we went upstairs to wash our hands
and made our way back to the kitchen
as if the only thing on our minds
was whose turn it was to set the table.

the cats ran around the house
like they were afraid they would forget how.
we knew how they felt.
we decided to leave the porch light on.

2 comments:

misschriss said...

soooo this is the one i don't get. haha

Miss Black Eyeliner said...

it's essentially this: there are things that you feel are inevitable and yet you deny them and pretend they won't happen and then this is just a reaction to that kind of thing....if that helps. what parts were confusing? how could i make it more relatable to the reader? what do you take from it in its form now? etc...please some advice