10/04/2008
Simply me'
I am a blue plate,like the ones in my kitchen.
The ones i eat potato on.
I am the sawdust,
next to my house from the construction site.
I am from the cloths,
in my neighbors bag
everyday.
I am from the parents,
like my mom and dad
taking care of their child.
I am from the forks and spoons,
in the dishwasher
when i wash the dishes.
I am from the BBQ sauce stains,
when there is a family
gathering in Brooklyn.
I am from the pieces of bike,
from the accident
and hospital.
I am from the cardboard,
from the box where
the memories stays.
Text posted at 15:08