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I'm standing on this corner.
Can't get their attention.
Facing rush hour faces turned around.
I clutch my stack of paper, press one to a chest,
then watch it swoop and stutter to the ground.
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
and waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
in all that I could never overcome?
How I don't know what I should do with my hands when I talk to you.
How you don't know where you should look, so you look at my hands.
How movements rise and then dissolve, melted by our shallow breath.
How causes dance away from me.
I am your pamphleteer.
I walk this room in time to the beat of the Gestetner,
contemplate my next communique.
The rhetoric and treason of saying that I'll miss you.
Of saying "Hey, well maybe you should stay."
Sing "Oh what force on earth could be weaker than the feeble strength of one"
like me remembering the way it could have been.
Help me with this barricade.
No surrender. No defeat.
A spectre's haunting Albert Street.
I am your pamphleteer.View All Friends | View Blog | Add Comment
Sufjan Stevens, The Weakerthans, Rilo Kiley, M. Ward, Of Montreal, CSS, Bright Eyes, Cursive, Josh Rouse,
Amilie, Donnie Darko, Paris Je T'amie, The Hours, Bottle Rocket, Rushmore, Royal Tennenbaums, Juno, Swenny Todd, Life Aquatic,
Seinfield, Gray's Anatonmy
I read A LOT! I have a degree in English, and I also taught English for a short stint. Let me just say I am all about giving up children so I can have the extra space for my book collection!
Benjamin Braddock, he got to sleep with Mrs. Robinson!