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what would you have of me?

why is it always, and never forever?

i don't know which to cage. they won't stop arguing. the only way to get them to notice i'm even here is do something drastic... desperate. but it does no good. they just go right back to it. that is, after parting with a few choice words at me, as if they didn't care "i" was where "they" lived.

guess they know now that to get rid of them, is to undo me well. that is... if it were without your help.


where must things go, when monday forgets to show?

i've missed certain pieces of me for some time now.

taking the logical route,
starting from the outer edges,
working inward,
my boundaries being more defined.
absolute.

as the layers creep toward center,
the shapes become less obvious.
blind.

but different now,
at least for a short while.
through new eyes,
i see the center.
with no idea how to join the two.

blind again.

but this time,
with the hope my eyes will see again.

this time,
only for you.