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you matched and won
i’ll never forget that
you showed
deflated;
fates and twisted humanity
they go together like target and panera
every corner;
but ill tell our kids-
you showed when everyone pointed and questioned
you fucking tried;
more then they can say
when i think about it
the world spins in the opposite direction
it’s fine i mean, she is her own women
but which star is receiving
for when i pray i know your wonderous name
send flowers and wishes for the future
mines and yours
i’m not the monster they said
not the one i was supposed to be
or the one you heard i was
i survived against
your brother in flames
you sister in tears
your mother digging a shallow grave
but i plead to you
watch our shadows closely
we wander off the rift
every no and then
but we will walk up straight
find our way
in your eyes
so maybe a cane for the shakey path
a jacket for the questionable weather
a stamp for this letter that one day will come to you
all through a window
safe and secure
nothing gets to you
but i see it in your eyes
crave the touch of skin
it’s not a sin
to open up and let it in
open up
and let it in
lyin’ to these boys
you were never invited
fell ablaze and denied it
lyin’ to these boys:
you were never invited
wandered the world
can’t trust anyone with a mask on
brings you back to those days we act young
dark times: hood up top down rollin’ blocks
flying high they called us the young hawks
lyin’ to these boys
twenty five and we failed em
twnety one and we runnin’ out of time
you were never invited
stormin’ the waters but you babbies are just overcastin’
sorry;
but not really
the words out your mouth are just silly
yes really
no they aren’t busy
they just don’t want to see your face sincerely, lily
damn
lyin’ to these boys
your the guest of honor
just not for honor
two years will all be goners
you say we are all on a roll
dishonor to the ones out yondor
stay home
you weren’t invited
if i believe in the worst
it’ll come true
like a bullet from the sky
rain will fall at the tip of my tongue
on 11:11 a wish i sent for;
if we believe in the rain
the clouds are our god
the weather our bible
the sun our pastor;
a religion of change
you’re the baddest bitch
and you know it
everyone can see it
and this is the sales pitch;
stop playing.
i can see the practice
in the batters cage
straight to lights on centers stage
just to distract us;
i’m staying.
this world is yours
a seat for me in the front
my favorite scene i do my own stunts
above the stars and bars;
you’re slaying.
when your lips touch
telling me your coming home
like you never left
key still works
bed still made
lies still heard
when you walked back i knew it would all be the same
still
this bed never felt the same until you walked back in
a cheese danish:
all the walls with the same wallpaper
found probably a walmart just like the paint
built in the 70’s, an older building on a newer street
a record among headphones
word processor among laptops
a cheese danish among iced coffee;
an older soul; at this foam party
more cardigans then sentences
yeah, i counted,
counted all the stars on the wall
the phones in hands
waiting;
waiting for tomorrow to wipe away this old building
these old records
but not this cheese danish;
i am gonna eat this
i wonder why you wait;
on hands and knees
for the rocks to shift into stars
once the star has fallen, it’ll never glow
rise, it might shine for a day
roll around in the mud
but return.
oh baby you’re the star everyone wants
but no one can be
glowing steadily
wishing for a god
to bring your star back
she’ll listen
but not even she
can bring back what has fallen
it is a need
without second guessing or thinking
hands lay in yours
head in your lap
everything on the table
no where to hide
all on the line-
vulnerable;
in the eye of a lion,
weak and exposed,
in the eye of you
i found something new-
safety in fear
fear that this is a dream
a dream i never want to wake from
Saint's Muse 