Untitled 2
Untitled 2
At the ragged edged of this page
i think that's us
why would i want to go back
everything since those first months
has been a culmination of this
a culmination of wishing to stay, asking to go,
and taking without giving.
why then do i yearn for so short a period of time.
court me, damn it,
i just want to believe
that you still think i'm worth striving for.
no longer a lover
you offer me no petals, no grace
you do not seek to impress me
with smooth hard eyes, i am a closed column of granite.
i am a solid foundation
upon which all else is built;
all else seen and heard and used.
and i wonder why -
no i do not wonder.
act like you've only known me a week
and you're hoping against hope
that i'll let you kiss me.
this, and all the ones for October that follow, are parts of pages i resurrected recently.
stuff i scribbled but found no use for.
i'm putting it up in the hopes of reigniting a spark.
At the ragged edged of this page
i think that's us
why would i want to go back
everything since those first months
has been a culmination of this
a culmination of wishing to stay, asking to go,
and taking without giving.
why then do i yearn for so short a period of time.
court me, damn it,
i just want to believe
that you still think i'm worth striving for.
no longer a lover
you offer me no petals, no grace
you do not seek to impress me
with smooth hard eyes, i am a closed column of granite.
i am a solid foundation
upon which all else is built;
all else seen and heard and used.
and i wonder why -
no i do not wonder.
act like you've only known me a week
and you're hoping against hope
that i'll let you kiss me.
this, and all the ones for October that follow, are parts of pages i resurrected recently.
stuff i scribbled but found no use for.
i'm putting it up in the hopes of reigniting a spark.