Monday, November 26, 2007
Secrets Card
S E C R E T S
(lonely. under a bus.)
secrets. fester. destroy. chance at an honest life. suddenly dropped. on my face. i must find a space. to carry. these secrets. i send them to sadie. on envelopes. the secrets can.not. sustain life. which maintains its own secrets. creates lies. to cover them up. soon enough. the secret was smothered. alone on the left. is the lie. which becomes the new secret.
tearing at my flesh. secrets that began as lies, covering for other secrets. i’m wondering why. your skin is an aching organism. how many other feet have walked in your shoes. who stole your boots? carried your dreams? no longer a collector of stories. a dreamer of lies. echos.
suddenly cramped in the space under a bus for twelve hours. nine people. no windows. no bathroom. no food. silence. the hum of the wheel hot under my ass. fleshed up against a stranger. always touching. never speaking. silencing each other. this bus is a nightmare leading to a life of daydreams which can never truly exist in this land of make-believe. someone told me about this place. created stories, covered up with lies, masking secrets and now i’m stuck here too.
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