Sunday, November 13, 2005

SPIDERWEBS

Spiderwebs make me think of you
The way you dance and move
The shimmer
The glimmer
The sadness in your eyes
I can't quite place that look
But it matches the disquiet in my
Heart.
Which silken strand
Do you cling to the most,
The one that is darkened by the shade,
The one a subtle hint of lavender jade?
The loss of hope,
The descent to despair,
The way you dance and move.
Spiderwebs make me think of you
How easy you are to hold on to,
How easily you fall apart.
The shimmer
The glimmer
And then you are gone.

So, I had the worst day at work. I screwed up about a bajillion transactions, and the day just seemed to d....r....a...........g. Not many ppl prolly know this about me, but damnit, I am shy. Interacting w/so many ppl all the time makes me nervous. Screwing up thier purchases, just makes me down right screwy. Oh how I hate Hyvee...but yet, how I do so enjoy money. *The best things in life are free, I want more MONEY* Hmmmmmmmm.

Does anyone else find the smell of smoke......comforting?

5 Comments:

Blogger Peter said...

Not really... but sucking on a death stick now and again sure doesn't seem like a bad idea :)

11:08 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey hannah, i know how that goes with being shy and having to deal with people. it sucks especially when youre trying not to mess up. (hope that makes sense) dont worry about mess ups youre human. we all do it.

7:01 AM  
Blogger Cassandra said...

I absolutely love the smell of wood smoke. It puts me in a good mood, and is very comforting. The smell of cigarette smoke just reminds me of various people. Some I would rather not remember.

That poem was beautiful. I liked it alot.

10:08 AM  
Blogger Hannah M. said...

Yay, I wrote the poem at your abode Saturday night. I also adore woodsmoke, it reminds me of bonfires...but cigarette smoke reminds me of certain ppl whose presences comfort me.

12:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

And what, exactly, is wrong with a screwy girl?
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I have never burnt money to find out, but that smoke might allow me the only comfort in lifedeath.

12:59 PM  

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