Tonight it’s so cold that the clock has frozen over I keep waiting for the second hand trick
My breath abated
my brain sedated
and yet I guess my soul is lit
Like lights left on to stave off a barely dark night
Like long trusted street lamps obscured by encroaching snow
I shut my eyes tight and try to listen the world breathe,
and when she does my house shakes from the passage of her sigh
Flurries spin in fury but only grow colder for it,
wasn’t air in motion supposed to be warmer
Have the physicists lied or was I simply blind
I have on occasion wondered if I fell could a strong enough wind catch me
If I went and dived today is it my last or first dog that would fetch me
Guide me through the end of my life to whatever lies beyond
Maybe I’ll meet god,
and if she’s disappointed in my works
than I guess that’ll make two of us,
And maybe she’ll send me back, or maybe she won’t
“I gave you thirty years and you’ve spent them on the phone”
My own self doubt lingers like a bruise upon a bone
Sometimes my feet hurt just from looking down
Sometimes my back hurts looking at the weight of my own frown
So I avoid mirrors, I’m starving myself for enlightenment I’ve already found
Everyone loves someone or something more than they love themselves
That’s not a super power it’s a sign that you’re in hell
But I’ve never met a devil who didn’t want to dance,
Or a song that doesn’t switch if given half a chance
Sometimes I fall asleep to words,
some nights I need a screen,
Shower shadows on the wall so I don’t vent my spleen,
Took a pill to fall asleep but I’m awake as shadows creep
Is it possible to be broken beyond repair
cause if so how many of us are simply cracked all the time?
I used to joke about where the sun don’t shine,
Now I wonder if the sun itself is running out of time
It’s colder every year except for when it’s hotter
How’d you send my mom some sons
when you knew she wanted daughters
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