Seven months &
Two days
since…
Nothing really makes sense,
does it? Didn’t then,
doesn’t now!
Life just goes on until it doesn’t.
Like the envy of a caterpillar
for the beauty of a butterfly.
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Seven months &
Two days
since…
Nothing really makes sense,
does it? Didn’t then,
doesn’t now!
Life just goes on until it doesn’t.
Like the envy of a caterpillar
for the beauty of a butterfly.
I’ve always kind of been saying goodbye.
Even when I’ve said hello.
I’ve always meant,
Goodbye.
The only time
I was ever certain, were
the times I’d lost my mind.
But even then,
I never had a clue — I did.
To be honest
and be open
put yourself in
her hands like you’re a toy.
There’s a reason
for each season
pollen eaten
her wind cradles a boy.
They know nothing of us,
and we
know nothing of them.
We all
just sort of pretend.
We’re bitter still.
In the air there’s a bitter chill.
Like a car crash
I tell you that
it’s not too bad
we both just try not to stare.
In the glove box
there’s a snuff box
full of coupons
I keep in case that you cared.
The leaves on the ground,
remind me
how powerless that I am.
It’s natural to fall down,
we all
just sort of try to fit in.
Leave me alone, no don’t
leave me alone.
Memories fill my head
like waves
crashing down on the shore.
Just as soon as they hit
cast away
back to the ocean once more.
To be bitter
or be broken
understand that
this is for no one who ever was.
I don’t want any trouble
still you give me double
alone in this bubble
which I can’t ignore.
The trail is subtle
some bread crumbs and rubble
your sinister cuddle
remembering more.
Traumatically speaking
I guess that we’re even
transfixed in this feeling
of which I abhor.
But I found this Agate
it’s my force of habit
to deal all this crap with
your ghost I implore.
Relieve me this burden
there I’ll know for certain
whose shadow is flirting
from under the door.
For years I’ve been knocking
from inside this coffin
perhaps I’ll find out when
I dwell nevermore.
Though we both know
we’re bound evermore.
Got up this morning ahead of my time
shook fear from my hair and tears from my eyes
took to the mirror and spoke to this guy
who said he knew me from before —
it’s there that he unlocked the door.
He gave me a sunrise he gave me his hand
he told me a secret I could understand
life isn’t a journey or destination
it’s your choice to choose to buy in —
for me it’s better not to win.
So I sharpened my memory and tore out his tongue
recycled the organ from which I’d dislodged
filled it with the secret and sealed it shut
if X marks the spot then I’m fine —
love’s just footnotes in nursery rhyme.
Connecting the dots which soon filled my head
aligned with ideas I spoke with each step
life ain’t no cake walk or deal with respect
it’s your throat or mine well of course —
I’d take mine to spare you the course.
It’s kill or be killed so I’m on my knees
no fear any longer just tranquility
it’s obvious ain’t it half hearted pity
runs deep like the roots of despair —
no one’s got the cure or should dare.
So with that in mind one swift hit should do
a hole in the head hell it ain’t nothing new
I was head over heals now I’m sinking through
the clouds which look soft from afar —
at the end of this there’s only dark.
With all things considered it’s lovely I guess
like spilled paint confetti this hole in my chest
I’ve dug it before since third grade I guess
my actions speak louder than words —
it’s all been a blessing and curse.
nothing new
nothing old
everything is
I often wish
we’d create more.
Other times
I just aim
to quit all that
bullying.
Mostly
we fade to black.
Look at me lovely this here is I guess
a mixture of meanings which help to make sense
of the past which gave us nothing but suspense
with fearful longing and a mother’s defense.
Look at me lovely with eyes in full bloom
now imagine a child alone in his room
the covers are pulled tight warm as a womb
his head full of static his heart thumping doom.
Look at me lovely take into account
these present day feelings are years gone without
comfort or closure confused full of doubt
exchanged for composure now deep underground.
Look at me lovely two decades gone by
and please ask yourself to whom do you cry
an eye for an eye I used to imply
now I want nothing more than to sleep through night.
Look at me lovely with infinite jest
this smile is armor for that I confess
in daydreams I make up reasons quite complex
for nightmares which haunted that boy in his bed.
Look at me lovely it’s lovely in fact
walking down sidewalks avoiding the cracks
though sometimes it feels like breaking your back
the pain that defines us with love cannot last.
Look at me lovely with harlequin eyes
for we are not wells that dry up inside
and take with you this last line then decide
his failure’s your lesson, her nurture’s your pride.
Nothing ever ends like in the movies
Neatly wrapped in plastic on display
Be My Valentine reads on the card stock
Words that make no sense any other way
Cause nothing ever ends like in the movies
But still kid you better get on that plane
Let us not discuss this till tomorrow
When all our hopes and dreams have gone away
But if this ever ended like in the movies
Would there be enough common ground for to stay
Two drifters moon river and a corked bottle
This message left inside is what I’d say
Nothing ever ends like in the movies
There’s no black and white beauty light to display
The freedom which keeps us apart together
Are the feelings that make me wish we could stay
But two picture perfect actors in the movies
You know could never make me feel this strange
I Love You has two faces like a coin toss
What I mean is I’ll still love you either way
So I guess some things kind of end like in the movies
People get crossed out and then replaced
Brooklyn we’ll have always in our memories
A feeling that warms my winter heart today