racing

the road is almost unnoticeable now. i seem to be looking at the gauges but i'm not. i'm always paying attention to you even when i'm ignoring you.

voices go around the yard, the wind and the stock market, but i'm trying to get the taste of out of the maté but it's too bitter. the earphones stayed in the travel bag. are this my new shoes?

i happen to have plans for the next days, and i'm still thinking she's gonna back down, she's not gonna stay. and i have to get to the meeting, see the non-matching numbers that can't be used just to go back.

the picture looks the same as it looked 7 hours ago, yet i manage to advance.

if i only had waited, if i only had been patient. need to call, need to see, need to calm down and get some chocolate. not sure if the sunshine is for real or is it like at the campsite, just a nice picture. need to get gasoline anyways. and i still recall to smile every once in a while.

her figure was not expected this time around, but she seems to be waiting for me. hello, hello. and my demons pay their tricks and go so indifferent so cold. i have to ask her, i'm gonna ask her and then she's gone. but why was she smiling at me then she just left?

tomorrow, tonight, need gasoline, and need some paper but it's late or maybe not. the clock walks backwards for a minute and then it runs away and it's already midnight and i still forgot the reason i got my plastic bags. just look at her, she's gorgeous. tomorrow, green or chai? e-mail or phone. time's up.