Yummy. Poemness.

Apr 27, 2005 20:53

(this is so beautiful. i read it on a site that i go to. UcW)

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i wonder if you still think
that all the clover go to sleep for you
as i force my legs to take me alone down the sidewalk
hating everyone but you

if the day were on half hour longer
i would contemplate accomplishing my demise
seven thousand more times before each sunset
and the lightyears i would have to travel
for the way you love me to be as i love you
convert one to one into a ghost of my memory
that reminds me i will never sleep next to you
i swear you'll be seventeen forever

my heart only pumps blood
with hopes that you might
travel down my optic nerve again
to the broken grey mass where you reside always

my lungs are not yet full of concrete
and everytime i see you i shake wonderfully
and it breaks all the solidity inside of me
for you i will always be weak

this wind has frozen me into a siberian winter
it is only God trying to slap into me reason
my only desire is to be a puddle of melt
in which you might could bath
or drink with a straw
and i would be inside of you, as you are already inside of me
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