Blue Pill

You leer at me lonely. Single handed in that box. Can’t say that I’ve missed you. Sorry. You’re just not my favorite candy to swallow. You remind me too much of my fears, qualms and sorrows.

You leer at me lonely, and I try not to be upset; by the emptiness, your taste, and the distress. Last time we encountered there was no inscription. You just sat there –single handed in that box. Should I have been worried? I know not yet, perhaps it is something I will someday regret. I close my mind, try to remember. The frames I see are saddened, gray and blurred – an emptied CD, out of vogue, replaced by some hot thing as I, myself, putrefy or go rogue.

My stomach twirled, here I am, teletrasported to another world. So I see you again! It was bound to happen. But tell me, I’m curious, did you miss me? Yes, I’m braver now than before or perhaps I just care less if adversities come knocking at my door. You’d be proud, lonely. I sit as still as time. I wait. Not whine, cab riding to the disjointed other side.

See that’s only way to go, cause the direction I’m seeking is atypical – you of all people know.

Your whispers narrate what’s bound to come. My legs turn weak, and blue, and numb. Don’t be hopeful, there is still a test, a stop still. There it is. God knows – a wall. Mighty as ever, brick billed and tall.Your laughter shrills, my movement distilled. Almost there, just one final push.

That doesn’t motivate me anymore, lonely. I’m drained. Forswore. What more!? My eyes are small lonely. It hurts to keep awake. You promised me lonely I would not have to bare your tart taste. You promised me, that if only I chased you, you’d show me the way. I’m still here lonely. I’m still here. What do you have to say?