ficiton

by vaga

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-06-24 14:33:00

if only i could be a character in a book
with a life span
of 336 pages
full of what I wear and who I meet
and all the thoughts that seem to matter
arranged so neatly on a 5X7 page
with an author that knew all my good points
and was willing to share my bad ones
in a glamorous way with wittiness and
accepted despair (accepted not expected)
With a cover that made designers
wet their pants
and where teachers would ask for paper bags to cover such honesty

perhaps in a novel
that was threaten to be burnt
or in one which wasn’t allowed to
be read
God said, “don’t read that book it’s dirty it’s bad!”
All along the reader would get something out of it
all along the reader would know that these are just words these are just exerts of
moments in time that didn’t really even
exist
were just created for a morning dump
or an afternoon, while eating Chinese food with chopsticks

maybe in a book that lie in a library read only by some little boy who came across it
cuz he had read every other book next to it
maybe he’d be disgusted with it so much (he didn’t like the authors way with words…or maybe it was me) that he would take it home
cut pages out he hated
rewrite them
glue them back into the book
and mischievously put it back on the shelf
when no one was looking

and then i’d be a part of an amateur’s head maybe even a nobody that one day would be somebody and he’d think back on the pages he rewrote and it would be me –
amateurly rewritten.. his start in writing and these awful pages were still an inspiration.


sigh…. no this book is not over.. and sigh

i’m not on a shelf and no one can make this into what they think it should be….


-illya

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