Factition
the streets and boulevards of my interior
are full of signs promising strange things
if you just come inside
try a handle, look for a key
work to find a way inside me
surprises and I sigh and sip my curse
I haven't attempted to change once
but a million times
I dream and they're not nightmares
they loop de loop and run through and run through
and don't mention you.
I am separated and not alone with myself
I'm too entertaining for that
you're not sick you're just boring
and I have better things to do
than sit here and analyze you analyzing me.
my eyes roll to the back of my head
and see me there and I'm lit up like a carnival.
the grey matter glows neon and blinks red and blue
all a bit unbelievable
and that's my mission
I'm a factition.
Copyright © Heidi Boardman | Year Posted 2008
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