the NOW has a taste.
the strings pull with the happenings,
you can feel the conversation and the movements.

My blood pumps and you wink your beautiful wink.
I know you love me but some people, the wicked.
A few would like to see me hang at noon, swinging lifeless with dust on my shoes.

You love me, I will hold to that. My life raft in a sea of uncertainly
Saving me while all else is in question.

Thank you my love for saving me, my soul and my life.

There once was a girl who lived at the bottom of a hole.
It was dark and damp and really, in fact, not all that nice.
She slept with worms and the crawling things nestling in her unkempt hair.
It was cold, and unnerving living within the ever moving earth.
But
the girl would never abandon the only comfort she's ever known.
The sanctuary of her home of bones and stones.

Love;
It's one of those things where if you have it
You know it for sure
And if you're not sure, you don't

A while ago I gave up on love
Because every time I got it, and thought I had it
Some one very close to me came and took it away
And I am left without it

At first I was doing well
I would not fall for it
I would see a nice guy, but would not buy it
Or, a boy would like me, but I'd avoid it

But now I've fallen in to it, the well of love
Oh, how deep is this well, with walls so wet I can't climb up
At last I splash in a pool of water
A pool of love

And in this pool I'm drowning
Now I am floating, flowing down a river
I am spit out at an oasis, a beautiful oasis
But now I'm breathing, even under the water

And now I am swimming, I am in control
I now see the way out, but I dare not go near it
For it is a desert out there, dry and lifeless
A desert with no water, no love

This love, I feel it
I know not if he knows it but I feel it
It's warmth, it's life
I want to surround myself in it

I dare not lose it
Too many times I have lost it
It is mine! I will hold on to it
No one will take it from me, lest they die!

Now I believe in love
And it's all thanks to him
He unburied my love
Now I love him


#11_11/28/2011

i stand right here,
in the middle of
the empty street,
next to the semaphore,
whose green light
is on, which
indicates a car
to run me over,
so it can soothe
my pain and sorrow,
and finally, after
a long time, i'll
feel nothing.