“i want to sit back
on our hands
the blades of grass digging into our palms
our legs splayed out in front of
us
and just stare up at the sky
the sky that we almost forget even exists
because we are so involved in other things
that don't even
matter.
Whenever I'm at my friends house and they're playing
piano I watch their hands. Then I say " I could do
that!!!!" then I try and do the same thing only it sounds
like a dying cat.
*Awkwardly looks around the room* "I love carpet. I love desk. I
love lamp." "Do you really love the lamp, or are you just saying
that because you see it?" "I love lamp."