my soda sizzles beside me
as I rest
bereft of
that large
clamorous
doubt--
the one
that filled my
ears with fear
and my eyes
with tears.
---
what might I do
were
I
sure
of you?
---
I had a thought.. more than two words for once. where the fuck did it go?
I know what's wrong, but it's not something wrong at all. it's a shame my doubt and tendency toward gullibility make me so afraid that I don't have a clue.
that doesn't have to be a bad thing, it's just how it seems with new things.
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