Water, so hot
Trickling down
Waves of words
Flowing across
Glued to the seat
Peeling off feet
Asymptotic coincidence
Random decadence
Something in my blood
Will not let me die
Will not let me die
I wish I was a sunset
Coming to life on the other side
I wish I was a railway track
Déjà vu each day
I wish I was a ball that could not bounce
I wish I was born an eight of an ounce
I wish I was a drain
Spit all the rest away
I wish I was a rainbow
Show up once in a while
I wish I was a poem
No reason, no rhyme
I wish I was a wish
Just the name, no grant
I wish I was a drug that will not heal
I wish I could’nt feel
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Moon Fog Desire
Black rose farm
a moon that slowly drowns
in a ghost town
that will be my city
she lay there
smothered in the snow
skin whiter than the surround
yet pale through all the pain
a suitcase full of dreams
all forgotten in the lust for wander
maybe more, never less
than a halo of ashes
icy river flows across
the burning avalanche
she is fast enough to cheat'em
i am slow and keep getting stuck
She waits so patiently
bearing a sceptre
with one foot in the grave
i no longer can pretend
like a warning signboard
she takes her swing
she injects all her poison
i no longer can refuse
i lay there
glorified under the bleeding sun
wake me where you find me
i no longer will
a moon that slowly drowns
in a ghost town
that will be my city
she lay there
smothered in the snow
skin whiter than the surround
yet pale through all the pain
a suitcase full of dreams
all forgotten in the lust for wander
maybe more, never less
than a halo of ashes
icy river flows across
the burning avalanche
she is fast enough to cheat'em
i am slow and keep getting stuck
She waits so patiently
bearing a sceptre
with one foot in the grave
i no longer can pretend
like a warning signboard
she takes her swing
she injects all her poison
i no longer can refuse
i lay there
glorified under the bleeding sun
wake me where you find me
i no longer will
Friday, February 10, 2006
Ugly Horizon
At a distance
You can see it
A golden sunrise
And the flowers in bloom
A look so familiar
Like a pillar of pain
Half broken
To fall anytime
Crying out for help but they fall on deaf ears
You’re held with confusion
You think you’re pretty
But you’re just a gun to your head
You think the bond is great
But no one was here any way
You trade desires
For a piece of game
If your eyes can see
Look behind the sun
An ugly horizon
Just hides in me
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