Have A Nice DaySometime after the Have-a-nice-day,After the swish of a smarter doorway,After the shuffle of bags, like cards,After the honks of impatient cars,After the sidewalks evolve into road,After the turns shake up my load,After the front door is unlocked at home,I realize.She shortchanged me.
You and Meyouand your lemon laugher,salty dreams,clipped wings,float above all of this.let me raise you uptill the storm is farbeneath you,just a memory, nothing morethan rainwater.this will drysomedayuntil then I'll be your truck,your escape,and I don't mind abroken handif it makes it easier.the worst nightsbecome daylightand I'll still be holdingyour hand,holding you up to the sun,and I knowyou'd do the same forme
Remembering TonightThe room was pitch black.Not the kind of pitch black where your eyes adjust after a few minutes; the kind of pitch black where you can't even tell if your eyes are open or not. But that hardly mattered, since she'd gone this same way nearly every night for the past month or so, and even more frequently in the light. All things considered, it shouldn't have come as a surprise when her shin met with an unseen --but very real-- object, with just-as-real corners. She should have seen it coming, even though she couldn't see.Elisa's hand flew to her mouth, muffling a yelp and (barely) containing the imminent curses. Had anyone heard? She froze where she was, ears straining to pick up any unnatural sounds.Nothing.After a second or two, she felt it safe enough to release her own mouth and continue on. This time she moved around the coffee table. She made it out of the room and into the hallways of the castle without further incident. The halls were no better, light-wise, but at least they