"dont' try" she'd say so
often during that space in time
"don't try, just do it."
all blithe and so positive
it made me a wretch
so as i listened to the web of
words she wove there - filling
space and time with sparkling
thoughts and bright ideas
i began to think she knew
and the more i listened
the more i believed.
of course, we can all see so
clearly now (using our infrared
sensor capabilities) and the sun
is baking the georgia clay, again
and we know what went wrong
i followed her adivce as
best
i could
under
the circumstances
and
it was nice knowing her
but
i'm just not a-list material
it seems
i'm too indecisive,
and
procrastinate too much
and
fail to be assertive
even
when the chips are down
also,
I'm sneaky/ but
whattaya expect from
somebody who invaded
a planet and cross-bred
with the native reptiods
anyway
you forget what i am
or
you mistake who you are
i don't know
call the doctor, mebbe
or climb a coconut tree
it doesn't matter that
much to me
anymore
since she's gone
never said why
never said what
never said who
never said when
never said where
only how
