Suspended
On the brink of surrender
To the anger that blinks
Using breath as your anchor
Trying to step back, unthink
Watching your words
Like butterlies caged in your mouth
Waiting, biding your time
Keeping the bulls in their cages
Till the red flag can fly
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It’s gonna be a slow day
I’m taking in the view
As if I’m still watching you
Because you’re the valve
That’s missing from my heart
And I need you
To put me in the wrong direction
So I can get high
And then fall back down to earth
Cuz right now I’m in limbo
And from this point of view
All I can see is you
And what I shouldn’t have said or done
I need a catalyst
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The worlds madness
The breeze doesn’t seem
To touch you
In these moments
As if even the world is keeping
Itself distant
A little late today.
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All the while
Your own world, still
With the rush of time
By the windowsill
Trying to reconcile anguish
With the stretch of indifferent hours
The clap of a birds wings
Bringing you into the present
Nothing harmonized
Feelings still the same
Despite the heartless
Whims of the clock
Telling you it’s
A new day
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She was missing
And the world didn’t exist
But only in the periphery
Inside an ocean storm
Lightning flickering
A twist of the waves
Set adrift
This lonely of places
And time dismissed
Your feeble heart
Rolling on careless
Into new eras
In which you couldn’t
Be taken apart
Nor fixed
For you no longer
Remain
Lost idly
In the mist.
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Your smile is a treacherous road
To kiss upon
Because the strings that pull the corners up
Are easily swung
In to that contemptuous frown
Because you’re highly strung
And I wish I could say I could relax your soul
But I’m intensity personified
You might be taut
But you’ve got nothing
On my mind.
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The words come
easy go
because I feel hard done
Oh woe is me woe is woe
Got a blue heart
Thrashing against my bones
Feeling thoughts, I don’t even know
The way the words are supposed to go
Building walls
Without foundations
Climbing ladders
With falling rungs
Maybe if I just smoke
All these things into my lungs
Till I’m bluer than grey
With my name etched in stone
More permanent than my existence
Are the words on my tongue.
Brimming underneath the sounds of ordinary
A loud humming silence is brewing up a storm
a thirst the world could never quench
disturbing dusted ground
Shimmering lights and the creaking of lips
Forced into smiles
But it’s too late to be okay.
I’m leaving trails of forgotten intentions
haphazardly heading nowhere
Waiting to be empty again
so I can be filled
and recycle myself into someone else
They wrote their love on trees
A love to last beyond themselves
Blurring the boundaries
Between yesterday night
Hands within hands
With diamonds on fingers
An avalanche of aftermaths
Falling like leaves in autumn time
A run in the woods
An uncovering of words
Slipped on landslides
A deer frozen
In the lights
Freezing all these stories
Into snowflakes, intertwining
And the tree still remains.
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