Attempt  #143
February 21, 2003

He has tried to forget
                             (about me) he's shut one eye
and crossed his fingers
                             (behind his back)
debated with his self esteem while bathing himself
Pondered less when tugging at the whiskers on his chin
and chain smokes when he writes
                            (kill me, please) It gets easier
and easier like a capital
                            (represented by a star)
on a map that gets harder
                             (and harder)
to focus on as the map gets pulled farther
                             (and farther) away
(and time won't wait for us)