[2005-08-07]_3:04 a.m.
tire
my tire has given way
to years of uncaring attention
and noww I'm stranded
at a petrol station
at an ungodly hour
till it opens up
and replaces my tire
and I can't help but think
of all who I've met
potentials
but never enough to step up
to take the challenge
or having sanity enough
a dime a fucking dozen
I don't undeerstand
why I can be so enamoured
in that which
has no enamouring of me
someday
I'll know it when it hits me
smack dab in th face
or so I hope
otherwise
I'll continue in this fashion for some while
my insides crying themselves to sleep
it really hurts
and I'm growing tired of hiding these
things
so tired