this is not a photo opportunity.

words have been eluding me.
words have been evading me.
my words have suddenly
betrayed me.

i tried to chase them
through the house,
but they hid in the dark corners
under my bed
just out of reach,
so i couldn't find them.

i followed one
who was hiding
behind the tree
that used to be in the front,
but somehow
ended up
in the back.

i saw a few out the window
holding hands,
skipping across the street.
but by the time i found
my shoes
and opened the front door,
they were gone...
again.

postsecret (4.16.06)