Bad books.

I'm dreading things,
so I wont take you seriously.
The clock grandfathered me
I swallow every second, counting one, two, three...

My hands sweat on seeds
that open to a dream
that grows so close to me.

Your hand stings,
and I turned the other cheek.
I can't open up my mouth
and you can't tell me how
this story goes.

I carved our names in trees.
I didn't see you opening up to me.
Now I hardly sleep.

When you recite me
do you wonder what I mean.
You flip pages made of leaves
while you're naked and I'm asleep.

Don't leave
keep quiet
don't let anyone know.

Don't speak
it won't grow
if you keep it to yourself.

Reviews

[Pi Cee]

When you strip out all the meaning, when every letter you've devoured, is it then that you speak, is it then that you see?

[dukovan]

The meaning changes with me, and the people around me that I love.

[Pi Cee]

Love is like water. Forever changing, moving, unhinging. But all you have is all that's there, and all you ever need makes it's way back to your heart, no matter how much you give out, or take in. Thought and depth I like to think are also like that.