don't believe in love
but i want it
in a stranglehold
beating it down
I can wrap up in
a pale defense against the elements
elements walk by
they never see me
but want to fuck me anyway
i wonder if anyone sees anything
i know it happens
i've read books
i can tell
they see pieces
it's hard to see
in flashes
but so much
i should have gone the other way
just opened the view on one piece
and that would never have been enough
i always come here
breaking behind my eyes
the beauty and horror
it's too much terror and wonder for one person to hold
but letting go...
ceremony
pale shelter
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