day thirty: knowing... simply knowing.

knowing...

simply knowing

that you get it.

that my words are meaning something

to you, yes you.

they are screaming at you

even jumping off the screen at you

they make you understand things

you never really even thought about before

and you like that feeling,

that feeling you get

knowing that someone else

somewhere

just knows.

twenty-nine: being in bad company.

to be in

bad company

is like

having that

fuzzy feeling

around your teeth

that just wont go away

no matter how much

water you drink

or how much gum

you gnaw

the fuzzy feeling is still there

haunting

just like

being in bad company

sometimes you have to

quit what you are doing

and just go

brush your freaking teeth.

day five: this much is known.

i drew this title

from a jar

a jar filled with random words

and random topics

on which to poetify.

this much is known,

that i drew out a slip

on it was writ'n

"this much is known"

it is known that without you

i am myself

but with you

i feel safe

it is known that without you

i am independent

but with you

i am comfortable

it is known that i wouldn't have been

with those friends the other night

but without you

i was, and i was smiling too.

this much is known

i still sometimes miss you.