You are too shiny. Everyone I interact with wants to meet with you. You light up the world and provide these strange interactions. While they may be small, possibly futile.
You proffer the chance at a budding relationship, or even b better a friendship.
All I know, is without you, not many people would be apt to approach me.
What’s in a word?
Everyone espouses me and they elevate me. They're my type of sister and my type of brother. I’m intertwined with heart, I’m so essential. I tie these mates of mine together, destining bliss as together they live out long lives.
Yep, you guessed it. I’m the soul.
What’s that? I’m low-lying? Sticky with earthy manure at times? Did you say the ‘undersurface of the shoe’? Sole? Well, now …
Ahem. Everyone espouses me. For certain, they can’t live without me, I’m so essential. I guess you’d say I’m fleet of foot. I’m the underlying force for good. I’m base. And though lowdown, I’m not the sinister kind of base. I’m bedrock.
The Captain (smoke alarm)
In every building, in every home
I sit and wait all alone.
You walk right past me every day
never once do you look my way.
You get so angry you yell at me
each time I try to communicate my needs.
I am here to help and you will see
when things go ablaze, you'll depend on me.
I'll speak to you and say it loud
Wake up, wake up! Please get out!
You'll leave me again, but I won't flip.
Cause a captain always goes down with his ship.
The Punching Bag Play
First day...being hung up "stretching these chains is nice"
"smell that fresh air"
"I just need someone to spin me and Crack these chains cause they stiff"
three months....starts to lose its leather smell
"really? you are wicked sweaty, no need to hug me. tell ya what, hop on that peliton and work on some cardio."
"can we wipe me off, I feel like I stepped out of a sauna but it's your sweat"
"hell try yoga....get some balance"
six months.....starts to get soft in one area from constant jabs.
."yah, I get it you have a sharp right jab. that area is getting soft let's work on different punches or you'll get knockout"
nine months...still with the right jabs
"seriously! I told you that it hurts. God damn it. stop punching there"
"what is the matter with you, ya wanna win right"
one year..and even longer with the god damn jabs
"whatever I can take it, I'm numb to it now. but you keep losing, your not very good at this. can you do me a favor and drop me off at a local karate school. at least they win different colored belts."
"you ain't won shit"
eternity...stuck at a God damn YMCA
"would it be a terrible thing to ask if could just get some air flowing in this place. it smells like stale death"
"fuck! whats today? wednesday. shit Ronald is coming in. that dude creeps me out"
"this was definitely not in the brochure when I signed up. I thought I was gonna be in a cruise ship gym, seeing the world"
"instead I got little Tommy wiping his fucking boogers on me...God damn I hate the ymca"