Too late''Be aware of every heartbeat,More Like This
moments disappear so fast,''
said the woman with no future
to the girl stuck in the past.
mirror/daughterwhy is itMore Like This
that my mother can't stand the quiet
as we drive down the same
road as usual?
she talks and i nod, turn on
the radio to escape her endless banter.
always finds a reason to say
things that hurt me
but not her.
i try not to listen, try not to yell
and cry and
(i paralyze time, inhale/exhale
this is just a 15 minute drive, and maybe
maybe she will understand.)
but she never realizes
i'm not a younger version of her,
a copy, with the same data installed.