It's now or never, but we don't say that, huh.
We say it's a loop, and you're running the rat race.
beta-fi, oversimplified, terrified, willing to try., but let's just float on by.
Say by,
Willing to, fly,
birds or bees, stuck between two trees.
freez,
try not to squeeze.
Hide behind the prism.
Serendipity or Something
Sunday, December 20, 2020
Monday, October 10, 2016
Prism Sentence
in-dispensed by your idiosyncrasies
swayed by my swallows,
surrenders and just say it-s.
I just wish I could say it.
You are milk balance-ing and perfectly placed fingers sliding under my landlocked eyes.
Not here to perform a masochist showdown,
but pull the show down.
You are like an old bar name
A hunter locked with eyes on my prey [please pray] and an arrow shot into the arms of shadows and defiance.
greed, spoil, gain. again.
sideways glances,
spasms of depth,
the rabbit hoe without referendum
silver cord, to my silver lining.
fighting for a place at the table, thought we would have an end.
are you floating,
or are we both sinking.
Listening to: Start A Riot | BANNERS
Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Matches for the Pyre
Trying to save your soul
Set it on fire, walked away instead
Throw in my diamonds
Out comes the whole
Like a gold chain
Rap game force fed
You forgot who I was
Picked up my crown
Drank the wine
Swords all over the ground
Like knives and guns
Protect the animals, on edge
Like a fence
Kept you out
Kept me in instead
Loose ties, loose ends
Always whole again.
Truth or
Heart to the wind
I'll never call it home again
Chest full of air
Hot tempered malice to spare
Eyes on the throne
Glory to the one and all
King of all days
Go and tell someone
It's all on you
Wisdom to spare
Ransom notes full of flare
Love full of care
Hair full of flowers and feathers
Held back all the control
Take back all the words
Kiss me, or do you dare
Heartshaped Box or Nah
Lost in your eyes, a sunshine so divine.
Lost the way, but found a Savior who gave me grace.
Lost the way, but found a Savior who gave me grace.
Found a love so untouched in pace.
A super love that retains dimensions.
And sets me free in your space.
Unequal to a heart stop, stargazing, stuck on top the rock.
Caress so sweet, remind me why we can't walk the same streets.
Still waiting for that heart-shaped box.
Dove eyes and harmless thoughts, turned to a wisdom that can't be bought.
Enchanted by a diamond, pressure too much to sell,
Love the way you
...
Monday, August 22, 2016
Remember, remember
A cold shoulder
bearing the brunt of my honesty.
Bare, raw throat, silent wishfuls.
Too far in, yet never too far gone.
Facing forward, falling faster,
running harder.
You never could catch me,
but boy you always brought me electrolytes and free spirited efficacy.
and honey,
this butterfly never needed pinning,
but you soaked her with alcohol anyways.
and she drowned in the lake, floated to the river, and never returned from the ocean.
maybe one day we can share what we find.
and maybe one day we can float down the stream.
just make sure you return the fox to the forest where he belongs,
safe and sound,
in the wild.
where we always end up, and never plan to stay.
bearing the brunt of my honesty.
Bare, raw throat, silent wishfuls.
Too far in, yet never too far gone.
Facing forward, falling faster,
running harder.
You never could catch me,
but boy you always brought me electrolytes and free spirited efficacy.
and honey,
this butterfly never needed pinning,
but you soaked her with alcohol anyways.
and she drowned in the lake, floated to the river, and never returned from the ocean.
maybe one day we can share what we find.
and maybe one day we can float down the stream.
just make sure you return the fox to the forest where he belongs,
safe and sound,
in the wild.
where we always end up, and never plan to stay.
Sunday, July 31, 2016
Just say yes.
You, my dear, are a glass blown water vase.
Full of stems and backbones and drowning with the absence of air.
You, my dear, like petals that keep growing back.
He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me.
She loves he.
Yet every time you are, I am not.
And therefore we are not, because I am.
And he exists. And lives in me.
And you do not.
But you could.
If only He lived in you too.
Full of stems and backbones and drowning with the absence of air.
You, my dear, like petals that keep growing back.
He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me.
She loves he.
Yet every time you are, I am not.
And therefore we are not, because I am.
And he exists. And lives in me.
And you do not.
But you could.
If only He lived in you too.
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