Don’t Lie – You’re Alone

I thought he said my name.
How’s it going?
I didn’t know his.
“Fine, you?”
And then it kept running.
Blue tooth. No.
It kept going.
To himself.
I didn’t feel so badly
about my terrifying sponge.

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  1. #1 by Evelyn on August 24, 2011 - 11:30 pm

    this pisses me off and makes me laugh.

    • #2 by Carl on August 25, 2011 - 9:25 pm

      My face got all twisted up trying to imagine how you could have that kind of reaction. It sounds cool.

      • #3 by Evelyn on August 26, 2011 - 9:26 pm

        blue tooth is the leash of the devil.
        its funny when you call your brain a sponge.
        sponge bob brain pants.

        • #4 by Carl on August 29, 2011 - 10:19 pm

          I know Brain Pants. Mine’s a sponge not because it absorbs stuff but because you can squeeze it and stuff comes out…

  2. #5 by Indigo Spider on August 25, 2011 - 10:38 am

    So typical of interactions lately — seems to be trying to engage but then they are just in their own little worlds. Leaves me confused.

    • #6 by Carl on August 25, 2011 - 9:26 pm

      Yes, confusion reigns, and that’s okay I suppose because it has to be.

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