Thursday, July 26, 2007

Headphones

They dressed like spies, together.
My body shifted time space and reason to be apart from itself today
They look like a high-quality amalgamation of well-liked humans.
I already rehearsed for that part, and turned down the role.

StandingalonewalkingincirclesbobbingmyheadtomusicfromFinland

Headphones are my ear warmers
They are snake charmers
Give me a nonexistent badge
And protect me from interaction


They dressed casual on Fridays.
Someone wants me to love, to kick, to claw but he fades, to pixel.
I used to want to be married. I love their secret veil.
Self-imposed exile quilt, my selfish private fasting.
Her movements keep him wide-eyed like kids at zoos.

Headphones are ear warmers
They are snake charmers.
Give me a nonexistent badge.
And protect me from interaction

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