The Cake
The cake, as I take to my mouth, crumbles
The cake, you baked, yesterage
The cake, which rose, as we stood, touched, talked
The cake, which browned, as we relaxed in the bath...
25 January, 2014
The cake, as I take to my mouth, crumbles
The cake, you baked, yesterage
The cake, which rose, as we stood, touched, talked
The cake, which browned, as we relaxed in the bath...
It doesn’t make any difference
If your thick or your thin
I just want to be near ya
Feel your heart and ya beat...
Opening, a smile.
A smile as though the sun is rising in the sky,
the tangerine glowingness, unfolds,
getting stronger, pouring its warmth, laimė...
And so I fucked it up alright, me so clever, me so bright
But I fucked it up alright!
The word says it all, explosive and short,
the word as a tool, determined, and thought.
I fucked it up alright...
Feel the time, heavy,
Weighing on my heart, like lead,
A fixture, not removable, screwed, bolted, welded.
It’s happening, feeling it, right now, or has...
I’ve seen the sun, the moon, the stars
Beauty of the world, divine...
Who Wants A Girlfriend
(they kick you in the ‘ip?)
When you’re starting to like them,
they smile at you, causing you to quip
The door closes.
I know it is you
Just know it
It hurts...
Headphones LED, blinking blue
Reflecting on the screen
Like a life support system
Telling me that I am still alive
Motionless, the green round chat symbol
Online. No 1 or 2 or 3...
Morning cold dampness, lying low over frozen soil
Mother earth still, quiet
in the icy clamb of winters claws
the second month, when dark spirits are fought...
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