Coordinate Brain to Heart

A knock on my door

I want to let you in

But I can't be quite sure

You'll leave the mud on the mat

I ask to take your coat

But you stand there naked

A cold, wet contradiction

Something akin to a virtuous s**t

Drought fills the room

Parched from the warm and cold

Would you like some tea?

Maybe some oxygen to breathe?

Help me in the kitchen

I need you to make me a memory

You seem like you've figured everything out

I want you to come to my room

The silly secrets we could share

If only you'd stay for supper

But you have to go

You'll miss the last stop for this train

I eat dinner alone

Waiting for a phone call

For you to say you got safely home

Subliminal angst in the lasting silence

Laying my head down to dream of you

Today was the day my heart dropped out

I wonder if it will come around again

Re-enroll in this school of faults

I've learned my lesson so well

No one to blame but reflections and myself

I won't forget to lock my door

Letting you in has been a little slice of hell

I don't think I'll let anyone in anymore

Reviews

[pratishtha]

good one...