the wrong words

the world has been in places where i have not been, of late. everyone around me is singing songs i have never heard of, in unison. i don’t know how they memorize all of those words.

and then they tell me that the songs remind them of me. of my songs. and i have not the remotest idea of what they mean. like tonight, at my friend C’s choral concert–the choir performed a suite of what (to me) were embarrassingly unfunny songs that were trying so very hard to be funny…. and the audience really liked them, but i could barely sit through them. And they reminded my friends of me… and somehow they memorized all of those words. but i could never have written any of them. but people seemed to think i had written them, or words to that effect.

everything is moving too quickly, either claustrophobically close, or spiraling way beyond my outstretched hands. i can’t seem to catch up to anything. i’m running on a different clock, in a different time zone. and i don’t understand the words. or how people can memorize them. i can’t understand why it’s so hard these days.

i keep calling upon more and more people to read my future and tell me where i am supposed to be. i’m spending so much time reading other people’s readings of me and trying to decipher them all, i barely have enough time to unravel myself.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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