Insignificant Wonder (Blast From the Past)

Sitting there bobbing my head to my own rhythm until you sit across from me speaking talking speaking of yourself and your own importance and I am left wondering when interrupted your view your tongue clatters against my skull bombarded by your endless stream of consciousness blacking me out calling me an insignificant wonder you remind me remind me you remind me of my exes and violent goodbye that hung between us caught in the crack between the wall and rusted over fire escape the endless talk the endless glare and the calling me an insignificant wonder as you speak talk speak of yourself and all your importance the world began when you were born and will stop when you die according to the clicking of your tongue bombarding my throat until I choke upon the fist the portrait and I cough to interrupt to cause you to stutter but you remain propelling yourself into my view and the label of me being an insignificant wonder defining me as worthless and uninteresting to be lost in your jargon of events and the life you were given so I sit here wondering and watching pondering and thinking what made you so significant to begin with until I see you I see you I see you a frighten child forgotten in your shadow with a megaphone for a mouth and a chalk outline for a soul sitting there bobbing my head to my own rhythm and you sit across from me an insignificant wonder and I kiss your forehead and leave you pondering