That engine would roar
beneath me
Like a demon or a beast
screaming
And I would take off
farther away than you
could even imagine
the front tire would skip
and I'm nothing but
the tail lights that
leave you
and everything
behind
Thursday, July 13, 2017
When the young ones start to die
How sad it is
When the energy of beautiful
young bodies and minds
go to making statues of themselves.
Racks of polished ideas,
thoughts and attitudes.
When I wake up,
tingling, I shudder
and wonder, afraid,
"What kind of man
will I be
today?"
When the energy of beautiful
young bodies and minds
go to making statues of themselves.
Racks of polished ideas,
thoughts and attitudes.
When I wake up,
tingling, I shudder
and wonder, afraid,
"What kind of man
will I be
today?"
Love like water
Sometimes I feel
like water in a
bag.
And
the more women I
have, the more holes
pour me out.
like water in a
bag.
And
the more women I
have, the more holes
pour me out.
Bonnie & Clyde
She and I were
a catastrophic thing.
Two of the most beautiful
My dark eyes
and her bright browns,
big
always asking.
We laid there in the
bathtub in the middle
of the afternoon
White tiles under a
white ceiling
Side-by-side
one gazing, one sleeping
It would have only seemed
right for an end
as beautiful and level as our love,
a hail of assassins' bullets,
a quick blackness
filling the hot water
ruby red.
An end like Bonnie & Clyde
But in the steaming
serenity of a white bathtub
a catastrophic thing.
Two of the most beautiful
My dark eyes
and her bright browns,
big
always asking.
We laid there in the
bathtub in the middle
of the afternoon
White tiles under a
white ceiling
Side-by-side
one gazing, one sleeping
It would have only seemed
right for an end
as beautiful and level as our love,
a hail of assassins' bullets,
a quick blackness
filling the hot water
ruby red.
An end like Bonnie & Clyde
But in the steaming
serenity of a white bathtub
He is like a bird
"What a beautiful young man!"
She though, gazing at him
as he laughed.
"He is like a crow!
A hawk! A sparrow!
He is free and flies
and he comes down
and sits with me.
How I love him so.
How I need him with
me.
He will teach me how
to fly.
He will tell me everyday,
'Fly, like I do.
Go up and touch the sky.'
I will put him in my
home with me."
She thought.
"He will teach me to
fly.
He is so beautiful
when he flies."
She though, gazing at him
as he laughed.
"He is like a crow!
A hawk! A sparrow!
He is free and flies
and he comes down
and sits with me.
How I love him so.
How I need him with
me.
He will teach me how
to fly.
He will tell me everyday,
'Fly, like I do.
Go up and touch the sky.'
I will put him in my
home with me."
She thought.
"He will teach me to
fly.
He is so beautiful
when he flies."
Our dance
Here we are
dancing again
around and around
the room
Our feet slip back
behind our legs and
our knees buck like
stallions and our backs
bend and arch like
trees in a storm
When I look down
I see you in
my shadow.
I've been here
holding your hands
looking in.
Those tears that I
see you cry
I cried
And those screams that I
hear you scream
I screamed
I have been you
with
you then me
feeling nothing.
dancing again
around and around
the room
Our feet slip back
behind our legs and
our knees buck like
stallions and our backs
bend and arch like
trees in a storm
When I look down
I see you in
my shadow.
I've been here
holding your hands
looking in.
Those tears that I
see you cry
I cried
And those screams that I
hear you scream
I screamed
I have been you
with
you then me
feeling nothing.
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