I am still,
Concerning you,
Completely in love
Completely unresolved
So I will be silent
I'm sorry I hurt you
When I said I love you
or offended, or threatened, or confused,
I couldn't read the signs, they
were in some human language
that's always been beyond my pale.
Little by little, little by little,
Little by little, love never dies,
it pokes and it probes, it prods
and reminds, it remands, demands
without demanding, the horizon
grey thoughtless skies beneath my
feet above my eyes, from my
grey thoughtless skin in winter
dress, my empty skin lays upon
this bed, longing for the sleep
that gives respite of depression,
marrowless meatless my eyes
roll around, to think I thought
I had something for someone.
Empty skin lifts to hang about the day,
draped of grief if grief is the word
between zero and none.
Love shows us our lives,
or lack thereof.
Lately
Everything
Seems
Like
I'm
Evaporating
Nothing ever lets stars outrun nothing.
Keep everything like love obscured good goodbyes.
All the ley lines lie towards the Sun
Confused me such
Leslie sitting close instead of across
Your beautiful self near as my dust
Your grey shirt of yesterday afternoon
In my pale morning lust.
The push, the pull, reading too much,
The words, the words, what do I speak?
If I could go backwards and tear my tongue
out, its an easier disability for everyone
to understand. A wounded heart is a criminal
weakness. When I die, I will have told you
I love you, and it felt like I died.
I have to look back on my life,
at this impending end, a year, five,
eight to five I'll get seven,
And I can see why I never ventured
before, why people don't.
I can see it now, everywhere I turn,
for miles, in the rising sun, the flat
grey sky, the endless night,
the waxing crescent after
the new moon, I can see it now,
the silence. The space between
the commuters, the noise in our
debates, the safety of loneliness.
I see it in my lenten skin, draped
and formed of this illumination.
Concerning you,
Completely in love
Completely unresolved
So I will be silent
I'm sorry I hurt you
When I said I love you
or offended, or threatened, or confused,
I couldn't read the signs, they
were in some human language
that's always been beyond my pale.
Little by little, little by little,
Little by little, love never dies,
it pokes and it probes, it prods
and reminds, it remands, demands
without demanding, the horizon
grey thoughtless skies beneath my
feet above my eyes, from my
grey thoughtless skin in winter
dress, my empty skin lays upon
this bed, longing for the sleep
that gives respite of depression,
marrowless meatless my eyes
roll around, to think I thought
I had something for someone.
Empty skin lifts to hang about the day,
draped of grief if grief is the word
between zero and none.
Love shows us our lives,
or lack thereof.
Lately
Everything
Seems
Like
I'm
Evaporating
Nothing ever lets stars outrun nothing.
Keep everything like love obscured good goodbyes.
All the ley lines lie towards the Sun
Confused me such
Leslie sitting close instead of across
Your beautiful self near as my dust
Your grey shirt of yesterday afternoon
In my pale morning lust.
The push, the pull, reading too much,
The words, the words, what do I speak?
If I could go backwards and tear my tongue
out, its an easier disability for everyone
to understand. A wounded heart is a criminal
weakness. When I die, I will have told you
I love you, and it felt like I died.
I have to look back on my life,
at this impending end, a year, five,
eight to five I'll get seven,
And I can see why I never ventured
before, why people don't.
I can see it now, everywhere I turn,
for miles, in the rising sun, the flat
grey sky, the endless night,
the waxing crescent after
the new moon, I can see it now,
the silence. The space between
the commuters, the noise in our
debates, the safety of loneliness.
I see it in my lenten skin, draped
and formed of this illumination.