10.11.2004
poem
i really like this poem so i figured i would put up here.... i performed it in my oral intrepretation class, maybe if you ask ill do it for you too, its a lot of fun...
[hopefully i won't get sued for putting it up, i did write tthe author's name on it.. oh well] enjoy!
i talk to myself
by: arianna waynes
I talk to myself
i talk to myself so much, so enthusiastic, so loud, so long,
laughter spillin out the sides of my face
when my mouth ain't holdin itself together
songs slippin tween my teeth
when i reach for a smile
i'd surely take myself for crazy
if i encountered me on the street
i talk dialogues with imaginary people
or characters in stories
or characters in my life
who ain't got no idea
we been holdin these conversations
an what we been talkin about
or what he said she said
been runnin rampant in my head
all in the middle of the sidewalk
or on the way to class
in the middle of the afternoon
or in the bathtub
though i'd almost expect them to remember
what i asked or how i imagined we argued
like when you dream a love-affair
with some perfectly platonic somebody you know
and half-expect em to accost you with kisses
when you meet em on the street
(but it just ain't never so)
i mean if you met me
on the bus or on the subway
for sure you'd think i's crazy
if you met me gaspin at street corners
or reciting poetry in the grocery store
or sayin somethin looks like how d'ya do to the artichokes
i'd think definitely time
for something like the lunatic asylum
and that's just me reactin to me reactin
to the flibbertigibberish in my head
so how'd i expect you to take me for anything
other than completely outta my mind
when i said--outta the blue-- coulda been talkin to the cucumbers steada you--
when i said babybabybabybabybabybabybabybaby--
i adore you
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