wama

10.07.08

I’m huddled in a tent
it fits me like a fur coat
a bear head
on the outside I am threatening
inside I wait and wait until it’s safe to come out gain.
a girl hunches down by my feet and tries to read the lines around my toes. I tell her it only works with the palms of hands, but she insists she knows me
a parrot sits on a perch by an invisible window and mocks me.

posted by la kara @ 00:23