Here’s a thought from me to you,
nothing equally divides by two,
the perception of equality,
gets crossed up with duplicity,
the tattered wings of chivalry,
a vicious cycle gets pursued,
and chased down like a dog in heat;
Once again I’m on the move,
the disappointment is nothing new,
please don’t take it personally,
it’s not like you meant much to me,
the monarch of totality,
without a thing to prove,
the crumbled teeth of dishonesty.
So, I’m “full of shit, and always have been”
according to choice words spoken by Oblivion,
I am busied with “feeling sorry for myself”
“throwing pity parties”, and inviting no one else
Damn, I guess this distant man is onto me
he caught me playing him and gaining NOTHING
in a flash, my character is bashed with bitter words
reaction to dissatisfaction best made by the immature
and, it’s by now so obvious how he’s dangling a string
and never stood a chance of accepting my complexities
sadly, it’s not too unusual in my own experience
my need to heal myself becomes a Monkey Wrench
and next thing I know, I’m every name but a nice one
because he couldn’t get me to crawl under his thumb
I’m obliged, to notarize my name to the realm of reality
I already have enough to sift through out of the debris
it’s just another case of the flip of the ol’ light switch
I’m just trying to get by, and I’m suddenly “full of shit”
it’s fine, if it soothes your mind to warp things conveniently
we can agree on one sure thing: that you have mistaken me.
Disclaimer – I am drugged, and this may make no sense.
But it what it is.
When watching that crucial moment in a movie, and you find yourself sat on the edge of your chair-your face leant forward, almost pressed onto the screen, engrossed in what is about to take place; its the moments like these where you unconsciously learn the small micro expressions and tell tale lines that flash across the face you ware watching. These unintended signals that tell you everything. What you learn evolves into an affectionate recognition. The smiles and the downward looks as they think about what to say next. And even better, the laughter where the head gets thrown back and the arms and hands come up in joyful openness.
Her hoodie trying to hide her morning hair and the crazy faces frozen in time for long enough moments to cause a giggle. Excited eyes telling me excited stories. I love this girl.
You are my favourite movie. The supporting actor is the veteran who vacuums his lawn, and on occasion the tangents we go off onto (totally having to pause the actual thread of the movie).
A bear, in a cinema chair, with a box of popcorn.
Wanna go on a date with me?
one day you will arrive to hurt me
~ again ~
come to discover you can’t
i am already dead.
a sparkle of light
feelings spoken without words
kept forever close