![]() between the unsaid said and the unseen scene Is this what I could be doing to survive? is this what i can live If this is close enough to feel and if this is I've been wondering if this is close enough for it. (and i'm going to get on a bus and it's not going home) ![]() Here's a space here's a space where we can talk The fact that i was another chip off the block anotherĪnother piece of lint another stick of chalk Rubbing on the edge, sometimes it's sharp, usually I just felt that i've been up brushing against all the words for a very long time Remember it! yes it's not on the surface for me to look at it! Okay! yes! you're in my face! so i'll say this The closest thing i had to sense was rhymeĪnd when i keep it there, you'll finally tell me more The closest thing i had to control was time I am so so sorry and if i could feel worse i wouldīut it's beyond letting, beyond forgettingĪnd the hand in all these memory choices isn't mine I used to call them my Godsend I used to call them my Good Friendīut bend made break and break bent friendĪnd weight came back to make me sorry againĬause sorry meant take and take meant giveīecause i didn't want to remember more than i should!Īnd if i could just stop myself yes i would, yes i would Till weight made pressure and pressure made bend ![]() Unburied but moving in undetected lingersīefore i finally caught them in standstillĪnd i held both in silence for silences' sake ![]()
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