An Unsuspected Turn of Events.

I know there’s no game

But I play it well.

Making the most of

This trap of

Cinderblocks and matrices.

I’m no competitor, trust me baby,

Just a shot in the dark from left field

A soft spoken rock star with a force field and a Richter scale.

We are strangers and cohabitators and best friends we never knew we had.

We’re just,

Always just something.

You know

I’m not painting my fingernails with hope or anything,

I don’t have wishes stuffed in my handbag

Or wear my desires strung around my neck.

It’s just

You wear blue a lot.

You look good in blue.


~ by Jade Elizabeth on March 6, 2012.

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