And now for something totally random
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I wish I could say
That I hate you
Call down curses
By the dozen
But all I can do
Is feel sorry
For both of us
You, because you
Never know what you want
And me
Because I keep
Falling
Mostly though
I'm just sad you lied
Rose Garden
I never promised you a rose garden
With perfect blossoms
Thornless stems
Like the cultured flowers bought
From a store on the corner
My roses are flawed
Prickly with some wilted edges
Their imperfections make them
All the more beautiful
Because they are wild
And free
I Want
All I want is someone to huddle
Close to at night
A warm body
To thaw my iceblock toes
Someone who, when I shift closer
Lifts his arm
And shelters me
In the perfect circle of his shoulder
Who will let my fingers
Dance along his flesh
For no other reason
Than to learn, in perfect detail
What I could lose at a moments notice
Memories of each part of him
Crystalized in the patterns of my fingertips
Love Story
I wanted to write you a love story
One with laughter and joy
Yes, and tears
But tears of happiness
Such happiness as you only hear about
I wanted to buffer you from pain
Not realizing that pain is the
Opposite side of pleasure
Without one you cannot appreciate the other
And without both you are empty
I wanted to keep you safe
From all who would harm you
But I should have saved you from myself
Who harmed you the most
By only showing you one side
I wanted to write you a love story
But I only wrote half
And in the end it says nothing
God Shaped Hole
There's a God Shaped Hole
Waiting
So tiny and yet so vast
Like an entire galaxy
Contained in a grain of pollen
From a flower
It gets bigger
First swallowing the smallest parts of me
Before taking more and more
Greedy
For the life he cannot have
Soon I will fill the hole completely
Becoming God-like
So I can make my own hole
And swallow. Take what I can no longer have
From another poor unsuspecting soul
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It beckons me
The wiles of affection
Willing me to come
To its call
A struggle ensues
My brain against my heart
The former crying
"You'll only be hurt again."
The latter pleading
"Just once more, once more."
With an audible sigh
My brain gives up
And my heart takes the leap
Crying out, "This is his last chance."
Yet again.
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If I wake before I die
And shake off the tattered
Remnants of sleep
Look around with newborn eyes
And see life like never before
Then maybe, just maybe
As I take the last pill, drink, cut
I will sink down thinking
The world is a beautiful place
After all
Lies
You ask me to tell you
Lies
And pass them off as
Truth
Proof
Of my undying
Love
And
Devotion
I hate to break it to you
But it's not real
And you
Are only fooling
Yourself
I wish I could say
That I hate you
Call down curses
By the dozen
But all I can do
Is feel sorry
For both of us
You, because you
Never know what you want
And me
Because I keep
Falling
Mostly though
I'm just sad you lied
Rose Garden
I never promised you a rose garden
With perfect blossoms
Thornless stems
Like the cultured flowers bought
From a store on the corner
My roses are flawed
Prickly with some wilted edges
Their imperfections make them
All the more beautiful
Because they are wild
And free
I Want
All I want is someone to huddle
Close to at night
A warm body
To thaw my iceblock toes
Someone who, when I shift closer
Lifts his arm
And shelters me
In the perfect circle of his shoulder
Who will let my fingers
Dance along his flesh
For no other reason
Than to learn, in perfect detail
What I could lose at a moments notice
Memories of each part of him
Crystalized in the patterns of my fingertips
Love Story
I wanted to write you a love story
One with laughter and joy
Yes, and tears
But tears of happiness
Such happiness as you only hear about
I wanted to buffer you from pain
Not realizing that pain is the
Opposite side of pleasure
Without one you cannot appreciate the other
And without both you are empty
I wanted to keep you safe
From all who would harm you
But I should have saved you from myself
Who harmed you the most
By only showing you one side
I wanted to write you a love story
But I only wrote half
And in the end it says nothing
God Shaped Hole
There's a God Shaped Hole
Waiting
So tiny and yet so vast
Like an entire galaxy
Contained in a grain of pollen
From a flower
It gets bigger
First swallowing the smallest parts of me
Before taking more and more
Greedy
For the life he cannot have
Soon I will fill the hole completely
Becoming God-like
So I can make my own hole
And swallow. Take what I can no longer have
From another poor unsuspecting soul
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It beckons me
The wiles of affection
Willing me to come
To its call
A struggle ensues
My brain against my heart
The former crying
"You'll only be hurt again."
The latter pleading
"Just once more, once more."
With an audible sigh
My brain gives up
And my heart takes the leap
Crying out, "This is his last chance."
Yet again.
Untitled
If I wake before I die
And shake off the tattered
Remnants of sleep
Look around with newborn eyes
And see life like never before
Then maybe, just maybe
As I take the last pill, drink, cut
I will sink down thinking
The world is a beautiful place
After all
Lies
You ask me to tell you
Lies
And pass them off as
Truth
Proof
Of my undying
Love
And
Devotion
I hate to break it to you
But it's not real
And you
Are only fooling
Yourself