With a sign on her forehead

Let's just get it fucking out there;
the cost of being is higher than death.
It's the constantly putting yourself out there,
having to endure rejection,
having to work at being understood,
never really quite knowing,
only hoping, and that seeming so fruitless,
and then, too, no one really ultimately
and really completely understanding
because of parallax, and their not being you
and the insanity of metaphor
and not really being able to say how it is
and constantly only being able to indicate
and reference and imply and point it out
like you are standing in front of something
that is so very important to you and having to scream,
"The God damn thing is on fire; why the fuck
can't you see that and at least acknowledge the loss
and the tremendous subduction of everything worth living for?
Oh, but then, it isn't you and you have your own problems
and I get it and move on and see that you are too busy
to be bothered, so that's it and now move on and so I do,
waiting for you to have your own turn and I am able
to understand exactly what you are saying
and now you need me and are really glad that I'm there.

runningturtle87