Saturday, May 13, 2006
Drowned in Salt
Today I decided I would like to hide myself in half-truths
I reveled in revealing myself to you :
the madness of conversation was exploited.
I had once wearied my emotion down to a single whine
self loathing dragon fire of hate unleashing sewage
ravishing your heart, ravishing any heart up for the taking.
What did I find in myself?
Coldness possibly or some other misplaced fear, I prefer small words
the choppy rhythm breaks down the guard.
Waking hours spent often given to every need every ounce of tenderness spread,
spread thin weary of any sudden movement to attract a predator.
When did you ever promise yourself to me, I gave you me in every breath
every thought every square foot of my frame.
I hallowed every word bequeathed from your mounds, spare me my glutton of words.
Ounces of madness covers my breath, exhale the spitfire.
The withering while whiling away in the green green grass : please spare me this.
I begged on my knees to give me the answer (the only) I could hear but falter
after every step we pressumably take
the dam implodes.
The passage to the promised land of loathing nestled away in the cortex of psyche
arched nerve ways pulsate oxygen and blood the foundation of life :
cellular heartbreak was never quite the cropped outline.
Focus on the present, on the way we used to share
fleeting memories unleashed in the dastardly thick fog
a fog to forget to lose all senses.
Senseless babble of babylon when did we fall so high and mighty
I used to have some sense or purpose no I wander : the melody of an oldies tune
bare bone to the ritchoet as the pains of glass leave shards and scars of colored glass
lodged into my pec.
Regurgitate a lyric for added meaning : some sort of doing "the right thing"
spare me the simplicity and send me out to the desert for 100 years
and I would still hold you down when I returned.
I reveled in revealing myself to you :
the madness of conversation was exploited.
I had once wearied my emotion down to a single whine
self loathing dragon fire of hate unleashing sewage
ravishing your heart, ravishing any heart up for the taking.
What did I find in myself?
Coldness possibly or some other misplaced fear, I prefer small words
the choppy rhythm breaks down the guard.
Waking hours spent often given to every need every ounce of tenderness spread,
spread thin weary of any sudden movement to attract a predator.
When did you ever promise yourself to me, I gave you me in every breath
every thought every square foot of my frame.
I hallowed every word bequeathed from your mounds, spare me my glutton of words.
Ounces of madness covers my breath, exhale the spitfire.
The withering while whiling away in the green green grass : please spare me this.
I begged on my knees to give me the answer (the only) I could hear but falter
after every step we pressumably take
the dam implodes.
The passage to the promised land of loathing nestled away in the cortex of psyche
arched nerve ways pulsate oxygen and blood the foundation of life :
cellular heartbreak was never quite the cropped outline.
Focus on the present, on the way we used to share
fleeting memories unleashed in the dastardly thick fog
a fog to forget to lose all senses.
Senseless babble of babylon when did we fall so high and mighty
I used to have some sense or purpose no I wander : the melody of an oldies tune
bare bone to the ritchoet as the pains of glass leave shards and scars of colored glass
lodged into my pec.
Regurgitate a lyric for added meaning : some sort of doing "the right thing"
spare me the simplicity and send me out to the desert for 100 years
and I would still hold you down when I returned.
