predict the unpredictable

Oct 30, 2007 18:35

that morning i awoke to dew on my nose tip
rose shakily to your floors, your cuffs and your whip
i wound your clocks counter-clockwise as i felt my heart slip
planning my demise as i escaped from your grip.

you caught me on my way to the door
i opened my eyes and my jaw dropped to the floor...

"a housewife needs to know only how to cook and clean
so bake my soul till it browns and lick yourself green
and when the dirt builds up upon you and cannot be redeemed
don't think to throw yourself in my washing machine"

i clawed and i scratched and i ran down the street
unprepared for the daydreams that i would soon meet...

with each drink of my coffee, the imagery was stunnning
me and my boat swayed back and forth, you in the waves: running
i quickly climbed the rungs to her top sail to sing
'i miss you more than muchly, precious darling.'

your absence has left me desiring more
its funny how one thought can shake your very core.

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