clumsy heart
i have always known
sits high upon
its clumsy throne
for the dismal heave
and drums of time
ravage hearts
less worn than mine
i say this with a smile
and yet
have grown accustomed
to its great threat
of annihilation's
and goodbyes
untimely death
not one dry eye
they would say here lies her heart
beating
gnawing
right from the start
she knew the veil was as thin
as a shimmer
as ghostly pale
as a dream
what could all of this mean
what tepid watchman waits
standing lonesome
at the gate
a deep root
grows
from our mothers soul
we are caught
in its wonder
and surprise
in your eyes
i grow colder
butt me with a nudge
remind me i
was never that good
at holding a grudge
forgive this clumsy
foolish want
this needy
self fulfilling
little cunt
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