Crowded
By Alarie Moore
Posted on 11/28/2000
in a small crowded place
apart from anywhere iv ever dreampt
i walked beside myself
and tilted the thoughts that interupted me.
i controlled the versions of hate
that readily hated you.
without knowing
or careing
i kept on walking.
in a small crowded place
i tripped over my feet and followed it with my words.
it's moments like these that help me learn to stay quiet.
without wanting
or needing
i again kept walking in a small crowded place.
this time i changed direction.
anyone but back, because then you can love me from a distance.
then without you seeing
or hearing
i kept on walking.
in a small crowded place, i dreampt of you
i teased you also
i prolonged my addiction by replacing it with false ideas
and hopes.
you fed on those hopes and derived at an answer
that relieves no question.
what do i have to do?
if you can answer that question
we could both be happy.
and with you crying
and hurting
for the first time i kept on running
circles and circles
through a small crowded place.
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