Sweet And Sour

Pencil And Paper

By Garrett


Thinking
Thinking
Thinking
Got it!
Smooth
Delicate
Lines
Streaming
Down the page
Down your back
Like a drop of water
Icy cold
Down your arm
A sensation
Cold but warm
Rough but smooth
It takes time 
You'll get there
Patience.
Is.
Key.
You only want to be there
Nowhere else
Not in your bed
Not on a mountain
Not on a couch or a chair
Right where you are
The blood
From a paper cut
Slips down your pencil and paper.
like a crush
Sweet and sour
A secret
A lock
One person
One chance
One piece of paper

Write the note
Put it
Deep 
In 
There locker
The only thing that matters
Is the response
Not the math
Not literacy
Not science
Not phys-ed
You spend recess
Staring
Your friends
Cheering you on
Tapping your shoulder
But the next day
There's
A
Accident
There
Gone.
Lost forever
Like a crystal ball
Dropped 
Shattered 
Smashed
Destroyed
Crushed.
Sweaty
you wake up
a dream
She nods
and you talk
and talk
and talk 
till the days over
like to chickadees
talking over the wind
like a kid playing in the sun
it's amazing
warm
fun
amazing
Just like a dream


Sweet AND Sour