like picking pistachio ice cream because it’s green, you’re not bright enough to read the sign, and too stubborn to admit the mistake, so you take lick after lick till the cone is clean and you smile with hubris because in your (very very backwards) book this is a tick under the category marked “win.”
February 4, 2011
like a child just learning to walk
i’ve wandered these halls in the dark
stumbling into walls
tripping over myself
and all the others here with me
believing we all have some idea
of the way out.
like a child just learning to eat
i pick up a piece and try to fit it
perfectly in the mouth hole
but find myself hitting nose
cheeks and occasionally shoving
a cheerio at great velocity into
my open eye.
i see you there offering me help
like a child just learning free will
i figure i’ll do it better myself thank you.