two lovers
of days past
won't leave me alone and yet they aren't there
so tonight i said fuck em both
and i meant it
i think they are both trying to text me as i write this
my fingers become cold in movement
but not as cold as my heart
they only want to keep me around enough
so they won't lose me
but
then they lose me
in the dark
in the fold
in the shadows of themselves
i get lost
only to find my own darkness
and inside my own fold
i am running away
in the darkness
is where i see myself
and i see those lovers that
i felt so much for
only they were
only part time lovers
no time friends
with nothing much to give
and less i'd want to take
both wanting me half of the time they don't
both still with the space
both still with the disconnect
both still sending me messages in the dark
Tuesday, December 07, 2010
Monday, December 06, 2010
piggy in the mirror by the cure
Shapes in the drink like christ
Cracks in the pale blue wall
I'm walking slowly and quickly but
Always away
Twisting twisting to the floor
Flowers in your mouth and the same dry
Song the routine from laughter land
16 white legs and a row of teeth
I watch you in secrecy
Your dying for the hope is gone
>From here we go nowhere again
I'm trapped in my face and I'm changing
Too much
I can't climb out the way I fell in
Jump with me
For that old forgotten dance
The midnight sun will burn you up
Your life is cold
Your life is hot
Your life's too much for words
These occasions are such a relief
Another point another view to send
We start to talk
And it's all so safe
I feed you in my dreams
Footsteps on a wire
High above my head
The stain reveals my real intention
I'm the waiting beast
I'm the twisted nerve
As I dance dance
Back to the body in my bed
Look at the piggy
Piggy in the mirror
Cracks in the pale blue wall
I'm walking slowly and quickly but
Always away
Twisting twisting to the floor
Flowers in your mouth and the same dry
Song the routine from laughter land
16 white legs and a row of teeth
I watch you in secrecy
Your dying for the hope is gone
>From here we go nowhere again
I'm trapped in my face and I'm changing
Too much
I can't climb out the way I fell in
Jump with me
For that old forgotten dance
The midnight sun will burn you up
Your life is cold
Your life is hot
Your life's too much for words
These occasions are such a relief
Another point another view to send
We start to talk
And it's all so safe
I feed you in my dreams
Footsteps on a wire
High above my head
The stain reveals my real intention
I'm the waiting beast
I'm the twisted nerve
As I dance dance
Back to the body in my bed
Look at the piggy
Piggy in the mirror
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from the painting "The Maze" by artist William Kurelek |
Friday, December 03, 2010
Saturday, November 13, 2010
she's a witch of trouble in electric blue...
Thursday, October 14, 2010
meh...
well i need a beer or six...
some whiskey -
some paint and brushes
and some space
between
the space
that's already between
me and youS.
you put it there
i'll keep it there..
i would never go running to you
i don't even miss you
much... less than i do anyone else
i am a bitch with venom
i got some shit i gotta take out on you
cause it's fun to watch you suffer
baby
i hope you suffer hard
feel the ache honey
feel the ache
you are damaged goods like me
some whiskey -
some paint and brushes
and some space
between
the space
that's already between
me and youS.
you put it there
i'll keep it there..
i would never go running to you
i don't even miss you
much... less than i do anyone else
i am a bitch with venom
i got some shit i gotta take out on you
cause it's fun to watch you suffer
baby
i hope you suffer hard
feel the ache honey
feel the ache
you are damaged goods like me
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