You misunderstood me again <br />tangled up in your <br />misinterpretations <br />you heard something I never said <br />I’m a social chameleon <br />inching along the branch of your insecurities <br />switching colours and personalities <br />Hoping to dart out my <br />endless marshmallow muscle molasses tongue <br />and catch a <br />fly <br />of “news I can use” <br />a bit of you <br />that I can add to my pallet <br />and display as I’m edging along <br />another branch <br /> <br />I’m a social chameleon <br />waiting to regurgitate <br />what I’ve ingested at just the right <br />moment <br />with just the right quota of impact <br />like an inebriated gatecrasher <br />vomiting onto a <br />prominent part host’s perfect Persian carpet <br /> <br />Yet you still love me <br /> <br />I’m a social chameleon <br />flipping through nuances of myself <br />to find just the right shade for you <br />and you’ll remark <br />at how I understand you <br />and you’ll marvel to your friends <br />and mine about how I’m <br />just so easy <br />to spend time with <br /> <br />But you don’t see <br />my conic, pinprick black eyes <br />swivelling <br />one on you <br />the other looking for the next branch <br />preparing for my next guided strike <br /> <br />So I’m sorry if you thought I cared <br />but I have my fly now <br />and your mindless jabber has sated me <br /> <br />(07-11-2004)<br /><br />Abbi van den Berg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/social-chameleon/
