|Roller Coaster Handrails
Author: TrajectoryToNoWhere PM
When it comes down to it, there's no escaping it-- I touch the world. I am a human being. But you being a human too, please...Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Romance - Words: 173 - Published: 12-04-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2870432
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It seems I'm forced to share the world,
despite these grey dream rebellions--
when I wake up to an empty world--
no, no. They're still here, all still here.
And further still I find
we share a common nature,
the whole world and me.
In my quiet superstitions
and hesitant assumptions--
my thoughts that made me alone,
but in fact, made us alone,
were held universally--
I don't like it.
My nature, I find, is human,
and my thoughts are old and worn;
my conclusions have been fondled and held
like roller coaster hand rails,
filthy with humanity
when they didn't wash their hands.
These are the things that all men know,
that I'm damned into knowing,
the pretouched secrets that all people share,
that we're all afraid to know.
And so, I walk alone
down a prepaved path,
and maybe touch a young, yellow flower
virgin to men's hands--
I give it to you,
and it can be our secret
to hide from the world.