1989

Dec 24, 2009 02:21

cross the laces, wrap the loops
grab your lunchbox, hurry now
watch the faces, feel that fear
kiss my forehead, send me off
to days that dread cannot explain
but slipped away sure as you'd said
"you're all you each will ever have,
love her, son, she looks to you"
but what a fool, i rushed to bed
and now i must pretend i'm grown
a man who leads and takes control
a bastard with a heart of stone
when sunlight beams across my face
i swear all i can feel is pain
for what's been done, or hasn't been
and all that shit that's yet to come

leper with a heart of gold
ostentatiously it shows
verily, to think to know
elation is a cruel, cruel joke
incoherence is a poor escape
sedated as the limb is severed
annulled because there was no hope
neurotic in a darkened room
inebriated stubborn soul
logic has no place in love
let all the pieces fall about
undo the stitch that's bound to break
scrambled chaos sings to me
in falsetto light and sweet
on such a hand, just bet it all
never question what the cause

-MDR, 2009
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