A million voices laughing loud
And I'm alone again tonight
Don't talk of fishes in the seas
Don't whisper words of Valentines
And it's 38 steps
From my front door
Completely sober
Making my bed
On the floor
Falling over
Don't tell me that it's the kind of night
For staying under the covers
When I know it's not the time
For recovering lovers
It's not the time for us
I guess it never was
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Saturday, February 06, 2010
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She sees
She feels the pain
And when her daughter tries to ask her
She says, 'it's hard to explain.'
Cause she feels,
With out.
Late night
Tap dance
Old movies, with romance
Scanning the channels for a sign
She says, 'if I can just find the right program;
There's a piece of myself I want back.'
But there's nothing on
She sings;
Closes her eyes
And when the sun starts raining down on her
It's been a short night
She's with out
And she knows now
She says, 'if I can just find the right man;
There's a piece of myself I want back, from him.'
But there's nothing on
Nothing good is ever on.
She feels the pain
And when her daughter tries to ask her
She says, 'it's hard to explain.'
Cause she feels,
With out.
Late night
Tap dance
Old movies, with romance
Scanning the channels for a sign
She says, 'if I can just find the right program;
There's a piece of myself I want back.'
But there's nothing on
She sings;
Closes her eyes
And when the sun starts raining down on her
It's been a short night
She's with out
And she knows now
She says, 'if I can just find the right man;
There's a piece of myself I want back, from him.'
But there's nothing on
Nothing good is ever on.
Saturday, December 05, 2009
Bleach
She's a thousand broken down distractions
That I just don't seem to feel anymore
And when I close my eyes to think of us
I'm alone on sun lit shores
And I know now we were just passing by, casting shadows on each other's hearts
Still I wish I'd stayed a little while longer in the dark
Friday, October 10, 2008
[Poem] You and I
Love in the time of my last suicide
Where my end justifies the means each time
Always leaves me wishing for a last refrain
Born again in a cold November
Raised in the city by a kindly stranger
Just to find that I'd arrived too late
You and I are always yes and
You and I are always yes and
You and I are always yesterday
Woke too late, just to find you sleeping
A handmaiden's daughter barely speaking
Married to a man who was married to the game
I spoke quietly, you don't remember
How it was that last December?
You just shrugged and then you turned away
You and I are always yes and
You and I are always yes and
You and I are always yesterday
Maybe there will be tomorrow
Maybe we will be tomorrow
Maybe there will be no tomorrow
Where my end justifies the means each time
Always leaves me wishing for a last refrain
Born again in a cold November
Raised in the city by a kindly stranger
Just to find that I'd arrived too late
You and I are always yes and
You and I are always yes and
You and I are always yesterday
Woke too late, just to find you sleeping
A handmaiden's daughter barely speaking
Married to a man who was married to the game
I spoke quietly, you don't remember
How it was that last December?
You just shrugged and then you turned away
You and I are always yes and
You and I are always yes and
You and I are always yesterday
Maybe there will be tomorrow
Maybe we will be tomorrow
Maybe there will be no tomorrow
Labels:
alternative realities,
love,
other dimensions,
Poem
Sunday, March 02, 2008
[Poetry] Over You
Wake up and I go 'round again
Same old, same old
Ask me how I've been of late
Same old, same old
Returning the questions to you
Same old, same old
Same old motions we go through
Same old, same old
I've been warned and warned myself
Thought it through over and again
Everything says it's time to move on
Everyone says the end's the end
Time to just accept the truth
But in truth, I'm over getting over you
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Aberration
In another world
The table's turned
You're in love
I the one that spurned
In another world
We've called it quits
A messy divorce
Forever split
While in another world
We've not yet met
We'll never meet
That's the end of it
In another world
I'm killing you
While in another world
You're killing me too.
But somewhere
I know
That we are
Are so
In love
In another world
It's suicide
You'll know me only
As a day's headlines
In another world
We're on the street
A quick glance
Is all we'll see
While in another world
It's your wedding day
I'm the minister
As you're given away
In another world
I'm haunting you
While in another world
You're haunting me too
But somewhere
I know
That we are
Are so
In love
Labels:
alternative realities,
Ghost Office,
love,
other dimensions,
Poem
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