Sleep Tonight..(Waffles in the Morning)
I really wouldn't be able to say without going on forvere but I feel like hell today.
Goddam Diners, and all that entails. Fucking cigarettes. And high school. And women. And unreciprocated infatuations.
I have for a full 24 + hours and I don't readily seeing it going away.
Because sometimes that happens. And fuck am I sick of it.
The cycles fallen into. It's hell.
But I did buy a new CD, and that's always swell. I am also 10% giddy.
And decided to write a semi-love poem. Naturally.
The set up of the Portland 'Not Stranger' is Identical to the real Stranger. Bugs me.
LET'S SAY WE WERE
i wrote down
counted words
our imaginary romance
like you told me to
as i slipped out the seat of cars
remembered the smoke twirling in front of your eyes
twisted out of your mouth
and you are a beautiful snake
speaking promise
and i cant listen to anyone but myself
my lies speak scores in the distrust id orchestrated
but you might know that if youd look hard enough
our faces mirror words we dont have to speak and you know
how i am
what i cant do to function
no matter how much id say i love you
i love you i love you i love you
turned a corner out the soundscape of your clouded vision
and letters swimming, making faces
let me cry for you.
first time i found it
in young adolescence
on scattered pretty paper
i love you i love you
your blue eyes and blonde hair
and smiling
im laughing
because i love you i love you i love you
i said and i meant it, never let go
cutest thing in the world
promised myself id never let go.
ill hold you in the darkness of yourself
and what you came to know
summer days so long and daunting
were telling secrets on the swings and i know
that you are staring down
beautiful big eyes
and i bet youre not seeing anything
because im watching you as i you cant find my lips speaking words
and wanting to be beside you forever and for always
ill write you a symphony
but i dont think youre reading the art of letters on light gusts of wind
downward strokes and akward angles
telling you a million times
i love you i love you i love you.
i wrote you a note
just like any other day and it took a second
i knew you werent reading anymore
listening to songs, would have offered myself
palms up and eyes down
but im an object to be thrown into corners and i mean nothing
no more
i told you i said i loved you i loved you i loved you
you and fair words and light eyes so sick glances
were playing games in detached vision
and i know this isnt going to end well
because i dont know how to be satisfied
lost track of those qualities, vampire smiles and secrets that were
projected upon my so red lips
one day the both will dissapear and everyone sees just whom i mean
im writing for the sake of writing
drawing prayers in my screaming wrists
i whisper sometimes, feel like im not here.
im looking at you
and youre looking back and we have
faces so similar and i think you can see that maybe im
just a fleeting memory
and im holding onto to wisps of breath upon the air
because maybe you are a vision
thats smiling and prompting me to think that maybe
i havent failed just just yet
because i can trace the curve of your lips
and i see memories in grasp within their barely veiled secrets
and maybe just maybe
i might not be drowning in nostalgia after all
your smile
maybe i love you i love you i love you
he told me once im captivating
and i can see myself
were smiling maybe