then again, maybe not

Okay, so three books and one movie later and i'm thinking that maybe i'm just really shy, not much for chit chat, like to live simply, and am easily stressed out like some kind of distant cousin to Asperger's, even if I do score a 34. On top of all that i'm indecisive! sheesh...

I Can See The Pines Are Dancing

justPlayingaround

i'm not speaking to you

i'm not speaking to you today

or tomorrow.

its nothing personal,

its just so easy to forget

that words loose their power

in bulk.

next time we meet unexpectedly

shyly smile and nod my way.

and when i'm in your office

with your hand pressed deep inside of me

remember that i've no thoughts to exchange

about hairdressers, or anything else.

im just waiting to leave

and when i see you again in a year

nothing will have changed.

you see, babbling cheerfully (for me)

is a sure sign of estrangement

and guarantees we are going

nowhere.

but you, my friend

(who i feel and know quietly)

are my favorite,

even if we don't talk.

francis

Cal