I Am Not Goofy

I am not goofy.

I furrow my brow when I can't hear the question.

Bowing my head at the realization

That Others don't think practically.

I thought I had found You.

You, the underbelly of a cartoon character

The pencil shavings before the prize.

The smudge on your hand you just can't wipe off.

But magic was once drawn in black and white

Mickey Mouse once whistled a simple tune

And I'm a simple girl, and you're a simple guy

Or so it seems. 

So let me get wasted on white wine and expectations

And whisper sweet nothings to the starless night

That constant looming, licking lonely

The dark to swallow my coffin, singular.

And I'll still ride your stagnant rollercoaster

The main attraction of my main attraction

And sit there, staring, with silent screams

Cuz Magic was once drawn in black and white.