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rhyming and repetition...my mental stitching. ramble on.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Velcro

Independence Day

maybe I should take a hint

let my hearts strings
turn to faint embers
falling from the explosions
in the sky

the air will be cloudy tonight

what damage we will do
for momentous satisfaction

my hands still shake

i've yet to taste
my saving grace

at what expense
is loving worth


falling fools
or
fools falling


time
the cruelest yet
fairest thing of all

does it even know
what is in store?


all rotten apples
show their bruises

eventually

hard core to soft

seeds that no longer produce



i've blocked the Sun
cleaned the sheets
trying to forget
underneath



how can someone
with the skin of Sun
and soul of Fortune

be


in



such



jeopardy





maybe all those books were right
maybe i shouldn't
believe words
before i am able to live them



"I see men come and go
But there'll be one who will
collect my soul and come to me

But I've heard there's joy untold
Lays on that open road in front of me
My first name is Stephanie"




I am free

I am free




why get stuck like honey


& lay claim at 23


no one ever said

decisions were easy

no one ever said

this is how it should be




i like my mess
my internal unrest


"In a heart full of dust
Lives a creature called lust
It surprises and scares
Like me

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple excuse"

prism perfect
is just a dream

quick where is my soliloquy?

i have eaten
everything sweet in sight

i cannot believe
that we are
not right

what is loving worth?


--he thinks he knows what he wants
he hears but doesn't want to listen

the blind have been blessed with security

i don't know what i am i don't know where i've been
human junk just words and so much skin--


silently she
must realize
that she cannot
fix this broken machine


just bring the
oil can and hope
it runs smoothly


this
fucking
terrible
lie
the
elastic
in
living
life



i will come up for air

can i trust in fate & fair?


trippin'
trippin'
on a hole
in a paper heart

how can something
so close
seem so far

I feel as if
today is Sunday
yet
it is Tuesday


I have tasted the
most delicious
fruit

and

let the juice
run down my chin


i have said the words
i have let him in


silently she
doesn't fight with
guns

she uses the power
of the Sun

but

afraid of the light
in the dark


i'd like to believe
salvation isn't far

i'd like to believe
i have touched

everything i ever wanted
everything i ever needed

ha

that is the illusion
watered from my thighs

that's a girl
wanting to believe
the beauty in everything


the dominant paradigm
has no source

ha

how the mind loves
to fuck with the heart

ha

how i cannot just

i cannot just


how i know
how easily
i slip
like velcro
on & off
on & off
with just a small tug

and eventually
i don't stick anymore



the sky will be exploding
tonight
in colored sparkling light

and i will feel him
and smell him
from across town

see his frown
feel his frown
as he reads this

he must know
"not to take it so literal"

silently she closes the window
so the draft quits coming in
and snuggles up
to warm thoughts
thinking of his love
and when she will
see him again

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

feel the smile
not the frown
wondering
is something we
all do

7/5/06, 2:31 AM  

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