Wink I Stink Eye

At first glance. I knew there wasn’t a chance. I would go on, and never give it another thought. In the blink of the eye that you caught. We already had a story past. (Wink Wink) As I daydream more often than I do not. In no time at all a whole affair, I would plot. The length of which only being cut short. If something more interesting, I imagine, enticed me into instead connecting those dots.

I know what you’re thinking. And where your thoughts, take you when your mind is not otherwise engaged. In more critical ways. (Wink Wink) Those dreams of grandeur we all entertain. Devoid of the failures that have left our realities stained. You got a pay to play it no longer pains me to say. Comes with the territory. Storytellers explore paradise and purgatory. One can’t be ignored.

We are not so different you and I. You’re not the first and you won’t be the last to fall for, or tell any number of lies. I’ve been your age. Took the same pages. Out of the same book. Fell for the same traps. And was left wearing a similar look. Jaw on the floor. Surprised and feeling like a total rook.

We are all at times consumed by thoughts, lustful, loving, lurid, hateful, thoughtful, and/or loathsome, etc. etc. But only admit to having had a smattering of the most pedestrian. Shaking off anyone suggesting going into any length describing the darkest. Thoughts considered so outrageous and shameful. We‘d never allow ourselves to be heard speaking of such out loud. Afraid they’d be attached to forever thereafter.

So we’ve come to recognize an awkward wink. As all on need do to describe. An innumerable number of embarrassing and unspeakable thoughts. Because all that wink is said to define. Is just as easily denied. (Wink) Says it all in the awkward blink of an eye.