I'm here somewhere behind this veil of mass confusion,


I recognize parts of me, some of me, little bits of me,


It's funny, how you can watch yourself vanish with every tablet you take,


Yup, there you go and here comes???


Well, I don't know her yet...

but, I can still see myself...

yup, there I go,

and here she comes,

...wait there is me,

nope that's her, defiantly her.


She has a box of stones for brains right now and slower than cold molasses running up hill on a cold day, she can't organize a thought for the life of her and is well hidden behind Topamax and all it's wonderful side effects.


I can't find me, yet...

And I don't know her...

05/17/2007

Author's Note: waiting for me to appear if I do.. this may not even be a poem

Posted on 05/17/2007
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