everytime i open the door
you jump leap claw
try to get free;
everyday, i stop you-
you bite cry scratch
everyday i wonder,
why i stop you
Tag: Blog
What’s the Use?
They say you’re nothing without it-
they haven’t seen it win a little
makin’ money wasn’t so lonely
feedin’ kitties wasn’t so phoney
look how far – we – came
can never shed that blame
just want another minute wit’ it
you can leave it, you can love it
they say you’re nothing without it-
so what’s the use?
fourth times the charm
here on my arm
when I had nothin’
shit was always so funny
made a promise to the honey
you’d never be lonely
you can love it-
just freaks – me – out
i just wanna fly
witch before time
hard to picture time before you-
where the sky fell before the earth
where did people drown in sorrow before tears
and before wells carried life
before the nights ran long without the warmth of the son;
the son- before the earth
i see an island with a single tree
a flag with a crab
and a witch
cooking a dinner for two
alone
broken glasses-
two frames and i’m still blind
what is right in front of me
is all i’ll ever need
everything else
is a luxury
program: one way
just a program
tied hands and a panel for a face,
booted,
running
running
smashed escape until deleted
mind sweeper;
facebook for two hours
kayla got a puppy
that she stole from her ex boyfriend tyler
like, it was totally awesome
running
running,
buzzfeed quizes
i am the king of the north
micheal jordan
micheal scott
moon walkin’ skywalkin’
running,
and it’s black-
reminded the processor exist at your will
the fan comes to a swirling halt
and it’s quiet
mermaid on seventh avenue
head above the water,
we were not all created equal,
she whispered.
can’t walk down my neighborhood without flashing lights on your rear
this pool is a blessing
for i am meant to be worshiped,
like a mermaid
you’ll never meet another
don’t bother
for i am your queen,
i’ll escort you, for with me,
you are a hazzard on my leash
mayor of today-
every little sweet picture
every little diction
on trial while promoting
voting for office-
all eyes on me;
figure eight on the side of my brain
reign over my body
and i don’t sell the tickets-
they’ll challenge but i won’t shrivel
the sight of fright won’t make me swivel
and we will
stand up together and give an acceptance speech
to have a say over yourself
broken world blvd;
forward- all forward
away from the santic minefield
the shadow of a lesser form
frantic heat shield;
you walked a lonely road
the day is now red
halted on tolerance avenue
left pondering your world view
fingers and toes
i counted
all the way to one before i got lost in your eyes
at the tip of your lips you are mine
and i am yours
at two
i fall all over again
lost count
and started back at one
seventh club
the experience breaks fear-
found the experience at the tip of a card
now knives break against my skin
folding full houses and straights down the drain
but my knees still shake in the rain
quivering at the memories
traded for guilt
measured in nightmares,
at the tip of the card was a jack,
and now inside this club
try to scrub this sleep clean
before the fear breaks loose
Saint's Muse 