toni_morrison – blackandwhiteandcolours

You are about to find out what it takes, how the world is, how it works, and how it changes

All the little things I didn’t do or did wrong

I may have done some hurtful things

They were still giggling, so proud of themselves

Oh yeah, I feel bad sometimes

But it’s not my fault. It’s not my fault. It’s not

Things got better but I still had to be careful

So it was just us two for a long while

I did the best I could

I knew we were in trouble

I didn’t do it and have no idea how it happened

Then what? What did you mean?

The topic was not new

The plumbing in the mansion was breaking up

I don’t understand anything you’re saying

I know I’m an outsider, but I’m not an enemy

I’ll come back to check on you, okay?

You a pitiful case if ever I see one

They were in eternal if silent conversation

At a loss as to where to go or what to do

He swore later that he did not fall asleep

But what kind of message is that?

Moving, moving, all the time moving

There are no windows

It was not a story to pass on

She opened the door, walked in and locked it tight behind her

You are my face; I am you

He went to the window and wanted to cry

Nothing was in that shed, he knew, having been there early that morning

She had been dreaming it for years

Breathing and murmuring, breathing and murmuring

Just let me feel your fingers again on the back of my neck