i like the way
you think, i like a lot of things.
i like some
deep and meaningful things
but most of the time
i don’t like anything
its a charade
with the color guard
and the local mayor
more like a parade
so it comes off
like something official
its not
and while it might
make you sad
i’m indifferent
in league with
the easy
answer
that struggles
to find the
appropriate response
like a hand clasp
that screams
i’m still here
but where the
fuck did you go
maybe i can
make up
some words
or show you
some things
that might soothe you
but i haven’t any idea
what they’d mean
to you
or so
it seems
i’d just be guessing
so it seems
the older that I get
the less it
makes sense
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dry
wells run dry
and so do i
cheating things
i don’t
know where
i went
but when
i got back
nothing
seemed to fit
home felt like
heart beats
for anothers
distant
sound smothered
while seeking
comfort
couldn’t stretch
back into
into my
favorite
garments
cause
cheating things
isn’t harmless
i don’t know
where i’m going
i don’t know where
i’ve been
but i’m going back
with my
bags packed
my smiles
all jacked
cause in truth
this fact
the end
came quick
and never
looked back
when did
i go from holding you
to missing you….
where did
everything familiar
vanish too…
i’m out of key
i’ve got an ache
in my soul
the same one
i robbed
myself of
long ago
and you are
still to me
an envelope of
mystery
leave me
wondering
do you wrap
my words
tightly
around
your country twang
and recite them
as if you knew
my melody
cause its a song
you’ve always sang
out of key
you are
still to me
an envelope of
mystery
leaving me
wondering
do you wrap
my words
tightly
around your
country twang
and recite them
cause i’m a song
you’ve always sang
what you will, on the kill
tether me down
say what you want
believe what you will
go for the throat
its the quickest,
for the kill.
she says
it was never
like that
maybe you’ll
forgive me
maybe you’ll
take it back…
but I doubt it.
dont ask for the path to be revealed
maybe I’m doomed
maybe I’m
destined for greatness
a measurement of time
does not bring solace to this place
each turn i take
leads me through time
and space
although i roam the planet
only in my mind
searching for direction
void of the divine path
as empty as it is
its the only home I have
smile
i’m not
surprised
by your frown
years
in the making
its only time
it came around
you can’t cover up
those
cracked tooth grins
and dirty smiles
for too long
before
the skin wears thin
letters
i wrote you a letter
drafted now
a thousand times over
but it was never
to be delivered
funny how
we mean to
do so many things
and never do
anything we meant
its not laziness
or at least
not in this instance
in my case
i just suffer from
a lack of confidence
beautiful things…
have you ever scene
such a beautiful thing
as the sun rising
with its golden beams shining
fingers of light intertwining
like forked branches, out soul divining
have you ever seen
such a beautiful thing
as the light reflecting
off the beads of sweat collecting
growing and converging
into tiny streams
leaving streaks
like condensation
have you ever scene
such a beautiful thing
as the clouds and sky
reflected in her eyes
while your laying on your side
watching time as it slides
she purses her lips
bats her lashes and sighs
and you think
have you ever scene
such a beautiful thing