Aug 02, 2005 23:33
i stare at the pictures on my harddrive, please say no, i am in the free fall when with this moment the television came between us, just these pictures as whispered words that would produce a soild smile
she never let me know, she never let me in,
and on the chess borad floor, she watches as i kiss the floor, tongue licking the black and white squares, she did this to me, she slipped this in my drink
and now i see flashes of 18th century animals swimming in a sea of tears
push the square back, run the race that will get you dry
she never told me how, she never held on,
with lights flashing, the sirens call and the cars are crashing into lamp posts, the head light is broken and their are cuts on my forehead
i have an emergency
the fire truck arrives and i am not there, in the under brush i lay down for the morning to hide from the sun
she never watched my game, she never opened her mouth,
'keep breathing' he said, as front to back, they begin to danse, and the pain wells up, and he never utters a word, but the damage is done, reflect on this, i close my eyes to the things which i have done, and the chlorine floor seems so appealing in this moon light, my shirt is open and my feet are wet, i make a deal with death
she never phoned, she is connected to the cable wires
face first i make an impact on the waters surface, skin flushed red and the stinging pain on my cheek, i am trying to feel what she felt, after the years of moving and the passage of time, who will wear the hat?
and the stage is set, i tear the wings off my butterfly, and the broken heart is made mend, when in mercy the phone rings and this conflict is more that i can take
as she is the truth not i
and under the water, i hold the rope, when roses wither in the summer sun, the water feel cool against my skin, throw this test out to see nothing given in return
she never held a lie, she never spoke out
in this new suit, ten years later, my lap-dansed lapels in the strip club, blue and red lights flashing on my sweating face, i still recall the memory
when i cough up blood and my hand twitch in the afterglow, i will look at these pictures on my hard drive
these days were golden