sitting idol.
all this time that has passed.
so much change.
in the seasons.
the weather.
my wardrobe.
i sit now in a room.
once a two bedroom.
now one.
alone.
it doesn't fell inhabited.
haunted it is .
with memories
vibrant with the apparition.
of the past
they all make me feel new.
i want to reach beyond this.
you know that i could use somebody
like you to take this off the top
scrap the surface
show some skin
someone like you.
childish games disguise the smiles.
under adult eyes they lie.
like snakes in the grass.
time make things different.
change makes it last.
i hope that i can use somebody.
like you.
.thriving.
