Sunday, February 9, 2014

a singles post

i find it hard to meet people who i'd actually like to date.  i don't ask people out, though if i would, they're always unavailable.  i do not place ads on the internet to meet people, though if i did, perhaps it would look like this:

"YOU.  yes you, i saw you, you saw me.  we connected eyes for more than the allowable split second, while at the store, and when they darted away, they did so quickly, your eyes like they were caught and felt guilty, the overcorrection leaving my car overturned on the highway, signifying.  i know you shop alone, and so i do, and so does everyone, so why not be honest?  read this article, in my eyes, in that prolonged split second, and respond.  just a light tap on my insides, i'd know the response was favorable, we'd go out and out, meaning we'd stay in and sit next to each other, we'd read separate books while saying interesting things about ourselves when they came up.  nothing forced.  we'd assume nothing but our own attractiveness for each other, the magnetism taking over into an orbit of forced space between us, motion, and direct touch only when we both knew we needed it.  i would help you with simple life decisions that you would only unconsciously pretend to need help for, you would help me figure out those words that i didn't know in my book.  we'd stretch together, we'd massage little tiny random body parts, we'd sit and breathe, we'd feel free to stare at each other, we'd laugh if the occasion called.  we would just lie on each other.

but i digress.  we're just 2 simple lonely people in this city, craving the sense of touch and meaningful interpersonal interaction, amidst alienation from our beloved families, technologies.  i'll shut off the wordy thoughts if you just promise to presuppose them.  we're all as smart as each other when we're silent, we're all perfect matches of attractiveness when we're only seeing souls, sensations.  i don't care about your pop culture preferences or your sport team of cheer, please don't care about mine.  food will come with the tide.  our illustrious creative talent is our time and place."