Pennies in the Dollar
Umbrella and blue.
A red jacket to complete the picture.
A status that is given and received and proceeds to gain shouts and claps of applause and squawks of birds overhead laugh at our joy for something so small, recognition from others that we are worth their attention.
And we wonder why we are dissatisfied with lies we inhale like so many pastries: a promise of a happier ending in the story we tell ourselves, to convince ourselves, and we believe everything.
Everything was an almost until you did it, until you signed the paper contract that sealed it, and no one felt confident until someone believed it in their importance although we’ve all received it, and hold it at an arm’s length unsure of why we need it
because
Umbrella and blue.
A red jacket to complete the picture.
A status that is given and received and proceeds to gain shouts and claps of applause and squawks of birds overhead laugh at our joy for something so small, recognition from others that we are worth their attention.
And we wonder why we are dissatisfied with lies we inhale like so many pastries: a promise of a happier ending in the story we tell ourselves, to convince ourselves, and we believe everything.
Everything was an almost until you did it, until you signed the paper contract that sealed it, and no one felt confident until someone believed it in their importance although we’ve all received it, and hold it at an arm’s length unsure of why we need it
because