Yeah, so...just sittin' in the SLC right now, waiting to go to my first class. Oh, yeah. I forgot to mention something earlier. I failed to get a parking space on campus. >< So, now I have to carpool with my roommies everyday and catch the Athens Transit bus back to my apartment. *cries* That makes me sad... It would make things so much easier if I didn't have to depend on other modes of transportation to get me to and from campus for classes. However, one bright side to all this is that I'm not using my gas at all. <3 And that's cause for happiness, yes indeed.
I've written a few more poems recently. I've posted them on my allpoetry.com account, but just for the benefit of those here who do not go to look at it, I'll shall post them in this entry. If anybody really cares, that is. It'd be nice to get some comments, but I'm not counting on it. So, anyway, here you go:
Tangle of Roses
Watch as I fade from the fabric of time. Will you rescue me from mediocrity? I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to sing. If pain is beauty, I must be radiant. Stay here with me tonight until the dawn steals you away from me again. Why must you only inhabit my dreams?
Kiss me, and tell me again. Hold me, and whisper sweet love in my ear. Touch me, and make me feel real. But how can you do such when you’re just a wisp of a fragment of a dream? Oh, the paradox kills me. And I lay down in my tangle of roses, wishing for you to appear.
Distant stars shine down upon me, cold and uncaring. I inhale the scent of life, but it holds no promises for me. Without you, I’m only half of who I was meant to be. The memory of the taste of your lips haunts my entire world. The fire burns down, and the shadows creep in. But why do you refuse to coalesce into reality?
Kiss me, and tell me again. Hold me, and whisper sweet love in my ear. Touch me, and make me feel real. But how can you do such when you’re just a fleeting reminiscence of a vision? Oh, the paradox kills me. And I dance alone through the jagged thorns, hoping for healing from you.
When this world is ending and all hope is fading, when the sun and moon explode in their death throes, even then, I will wait for you, wrapped in the breeze in my bed of dying flowers. Save me before my spirit is extinguished and I slip into the realm of obscurity.
Kiss me, and tell me again. Hold me, and whisper sweet love in my ear. Touch me, and make me feel real. But how can I find you when I know not who to look for? Oh, the paradox kills me. And I weep in my sanctuary of blossoms, losing myself in despair.
All I ever wanted was vibrancy. All the world ever gave me was black, white, and gray. All I ever wanted was passion. All the world ever gave me was monotony.
"Men," That Frustrating Misnomer
Paper faces.
Wooden hands.
Wax lips.
Mechanical love...
Why does no one feel anymore?
It's all just plastic,
Uninspired ardor.
Leaves in the autumn wind--
Here today--
Gone tomorrow.
Dreams of fierce, unbridled
Passion,
All that’s left to me.
Surrounded by men,
Who refuse to embrace who they are--
Heroes, wild and free,
Confident and passionate.
Won’t you come rescue me, my knight?
Won’t you sweep me off my feet
And assure me I am loved?
I long for you to hold me
And I will wait for you--
Yes, endlessly--to give you all of me.
Until then, I sit here, in this hollowed pit
Of my desires,
Fighting down temptations to acquiesce
To the paperthin hymns sung
By lesser lovers.
Tears of hopelessness run down my cheeks.
Please come to me, come claim me, my love...