12.6.13: Smitten

I'm smitten.
Smmiitttennn.
S-m-i-t-t-e-n.
like a kitten...
makes no sense. Just rhymes.
I turn the word over in my mouth,
like chewing pudding.
(You can't do that).

12.5.13: Off

Switch it off.
I said, "Turn it off!"
Blank goes mind-Yoda.
Black. ish.
Do I still care? eh.
Fading.
Emotions fade. It's turning off.
I'm sorry that I don't care.
I used to care.
TOO much.
Sorry.
But not really.
Karma:
treating you the way you treat me.

12.5.13: People

Try to always see the good in people.
That's what momma said.
So I try.
But they always seem to let
me
down.