dear friend
I haven't touched anyone since I got here
and I don't mean fucked
I mean
a flurry of handshakes
and two hugs
are the only tallies for my extremeties
and that's why I cried
in your arms
the last night
before I left
because I knew
it'd be the last chance
to wet someone's shoulder
for a very
long
time
maybe if I was really desperate
I would start making myself
throw up when I drink
that'd do it
someone'd hold me
and carry me up
my pain soaking their sleeve
and I'd be able to tell them
I loved them
and mean it!
it'd be just like home
and they'd take me to bed
and I'd say "stay
lay here with me.
let's
see
if we could have
the same dream"
and they would say
"no.
even if we did
they'd be equations
with different solutions"
I'd say
"your face is at the top of my mountain"
and they'd say
"you are a
pretty high summit!
such a polite summit"
I dream like a dog
you dream like a football game
in Best Buy
and you'd say
"you can't even behold my hues
and I'd say "ya
I only see two colors, duh nigga
but I like them shapes mighty much
and I can smell the God on you
all over you"
and you'd say "I earned this God"
and I'd say "I got a big tongue
and I'd love to use it if you'd let me"
and you'd put your hand on the back of my head,
and pet me.
and my mouth would go dry from lolling so much
and you'd say "you should drink some water"
and I'd say "I'm only thirsty for you!"
and it'd be too late in the night for you to think
that was cute
and you'd say "you should really drink some water. so you won't be so hungover in the morning."
and I'd say "I love you"
and you'd say "I know. You've said that a lot."
and you'd leave.
and I'd say "just like home"
and I'd say "I love you"
and mean it
and it wouldn't change anything
and the door wouldn't move
and I'd say
Just Like Home
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Hold Down
http://www.zshare.net/audio/673532225f761ffc/
At the end of days
I lay with your hands
in my mind
but not in mine
cant stand this
I thought
I could fuck
your heart
and its rings
into my fingers
I thought
way too much
wanted to dress the cover
not a spineless page
I'm soft
against your back
I'm lost
against your back
I light myself up for you
cant just keep it cool
givin yr heart to wild things
the more you do, the stronger
At the end of days
I lay with your hands
in my mind
but not in mine
cant stand this
I thought
I could fuck
your heart
and its rings
into my fingers
I thought
way too much
wanted to dress the cover
not a spineless page
I'm soft
against your back
I'm lost
against your back
I light myself up for you
cant just keep it cool
givin yr heart to wild things
the more you do, the stronger
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