Re: iteration/incarnation
And when you die
Your body shall explode
In an endless, hopeless
Burst of energy.
All your thoughts,
All your means
Will travel on,
Be reborn
In a child you will never meet.
And maybe when I die,
The contents of me shall
Be formed anew on a street
Near you.
And we can share stories,
Bedtime haunts and
Reveries.
We'll play doctor
In the back yard.
And discover that yes, indeed,
Next to your spleen,
There lies the puzzle piece
That so neatly fits in me.
In the fourth grade, we'll read
Of finding shipwrecks
Full of gold and ghosts
Of sailors caught in seas
Violent, tempestuous,
Then waking on an island green
The reassuring, happy ending.
And when comes time
For our first kiss,
Our lips shall meet
Hesitant, then perfect.
We will remain in
Close-eyed ecstasy,
I fell asleep at 8 last night...woke up at 5:30 this morning. And I am going to gaylord with Becky and Cory later. I should go back to bed, I have a headache. I ate chocolate last night. And every time I eat it, I want to shoot myself the next day because I get a migraine. FUCK! I love chocolate...
Your body shall explode
In an endless, hopeless
Burst of energy.
All your thoughts,
All your means
Will travel on,
Be reborn
In a child you will never meet.
And maybe when I die,
The contents of me shall
Be formed anew on a street
Near you.
And we can share stories,
Bedtime haunts and
Reveries.
We'll play doctor
In the back yard.
And discover that yes, indeed,
Next to your spleen,
There lies the puzzle piece
That so neatly fits in me.
In the fourth grade, we'll read
Of finding shipwrecks
Full of gold and ghosts
Of sailors caught in seas
Violent, tempestuous,
Then waking on an island green
The reassuring, happy ending.
And when comes time
For our first kiss,
Our lips shall meet
Hesitant, then perfect.
We will remain in
Close-eyed ecstasy,
I fell asleep at 8 last night...woke up at 5:30 this morning. And I am going to gaylord with Becky and Cory later. I should go back to bed, I have a headache. I ate chocolate last night. And every time I eat it, I want to shoot myself the next day because I get a migraine. FUCK! I love chocolate...