[Just a little something I've been tinkering with]
It's a frustration
with being average
soon forgotten
and seeing it
owning it
repeating it
It's a frustration
with being overshadowed
like Donatello was by the other Turtles
like Ringo was by the other Beatles
like Luigi was by Mario
It's a fear
of being less than average
the weak link
aimed for in games of Red Rover
picked last
It's a fear
of being the inept brother
the Fredo Corleone
and seeing the family realize it
It's living next to the cavities
in the back of my mouth
it's hiding
just out of the reach
floss and toothbrushes
I'm not sure it's going away
I don't know much about it
I've looked for informational brochures
but haven't found any answers
Friends tell me I need to start floss more
I can't say that their wrong.
Friday, January 9, 2009
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