|one girl playing
||[Aug. 7th, 2005|12:12 pm]
sarah, party of one
so i walk down the street by myself alone no escorts no staff no thirteen unhappy children teenagers shadows.|
i dip my left foot into the street repeatedly while playing balance beam with the curb. i twirl around posts and poles curtsy and bow to my dance partners. i step on all the cracks in the sidewalk. i am allowed to pet dogs and coo over babies. i can speak to anyone anyone that walks by me. i can speak.
you know that if you step on a crack you break your mother's back.
yeah they talk about innocence and suffering but they're the same god damned forsaken bereft lonely thing.
listen. listen to the night music the nocturnes one girl playing. the candle spattering sputtering. a halo of light and everthing else dark. fine shading. striving for the full and rounded tone. please please hear in it everything i can't feel can't say. they gave me back my voice, but took my heart away.