voodoo chile ventures
	
  
    rhyming and repetition...my mental stitching. ramble on.
    
  
  
         
  
         
         
	
      
i can know
can't i?
single handed
&
smoking
it was foretold
in my veins
how could i be so blind?
and still i hold on
f
    a
         l
              l
                                                                                      is
                                                                                                                                                                  coming
but i must get through
the storms first
i know thunder
    
     
        
     
  
        
 
  
    
  
  
         
  
         
    
	 
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I realize
that the moment
they love
something 
that i am not;
that i don't have 
is the moment
i feel
e.n.v.y. 
in-add-a-quit  
i know the worth
but i cannot
help but feel
the ship wreck
in my heart  
it too passes 
but words stay 
too deep 
i can't choose
what my mind keeps   
silently
she
sinks
some icebergs
are never meant
to be seen