it ain’t me
Stashed away in a secret hide-out: those kinda places are the best, they said.
Where mystery lives, attraction will thrive and people will soon come streaming in through the doors, they said.
Just gotta wait a while longer, they’re finding their way here, they said.
So i waited.
Because they said so.
Waited until my knees buckled, vision blurred, lying on the floor now realizing
that the reason why they’re taking so long is because they’re never going to come around at all.