eleventeenA Poem by schanzillakeep stabbing at me like i'm a voodoo doll still feeling your soul breathing easily i'm losing more sleep as the seasons go through the motions it's always four forty five in the morning and i need for you to be listening i need for you to be listening keep breaking me down into kaleidoscope sections i memorize each word as you speak it bring on your touch like a placid lake the surface as still as my inhale exhale and i need for you to be listening i need for you to be listening maybe i'm molded from the drier mud my readiness was unintentional could be yesterday is all i'm in possession of could be i'm only imagining you crushing me out like a cigarette past its bedtime letting the sun crash wherever it wants to prisms shatter off into spiderweb cracking feels like you're a lifetime away from me and i need for you to be listening i need for you to be listening © 2011 schanzilla |
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1 Review Added on February 28, 2011 Last Updated on February 28, 2011 AuthorschanzillaGlitter City, IAAboutindustrial painter, pothead, alcoholic. not all at the same time though, usually any combination'll do it. most of the time i manage to f**k everything up quite nicely, and sometimes i don't. the ti.. more..Writing
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