pen to paper
whispering softly
secrets
no one can read it
I want someone to read it
they need to know her
writing takes too long
the internet is too public
put my hood on
see her smiling
my fingers typing
the rainbow she painted
the rainbow we spotted
a promise
SpongeBob consuming
people wondering
am I obsessed
it reminds me of her
everything I do
SpongeBob is with me
she is with me
only the happy thoughts
her voice
suh-ree-nuhhh
mom! she did the 'ff'
twenty-nine months
since I've heard those words
I like thinking about her
I like writing about her
throw the brick
wake me up
remind me
that it will be
nearly forever
until I hear those words again.

(5/7/08)