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HELLO


in my island of silence i wallow in self pity
i look at everyone and i
wish i were dead.
my tears are shed in silence like the moon but
i can't keep the longing from my face and
a glimpse of you shatters my thoughts

i don't know how i feel. this kind of
     nearly  numbness
makes me stare. you don't seem to want
to look at me and i can't
look at you anymore
you're too
beautiful
and
i lose sight of you. a blink of

terrible lonliness touches my arm. my eyes seek anonyomity.

the people float around me with
emphatic smiles. they try not to look at me (wrapped
in my meek fragility) and glance away from my
strange
and
tired despair. they know nothing. they see what they want to see.

the time has come to move. someone who thinks it is best is offering his hand.
i look up and up and the singular unfeelings
      move away
                 into the dark.

a smile curves my lips like a wound and i say 'hello.'


E. JARVIS (1999, EDITED 6/17/03)

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