| I don't like you That WayMarch 15 2006 at 7:35 PM | jack (Login jacknovak) shambles |
| I dont like you That Way.
Insincerely yours I want to wade through snow and feel it on my winter coat pounding reminders into my head I'm not alone, I never was. Exactly, exactly. And lately I have been obsessing, What words will I speak? I read all about your breakfasts and last meals, I saw the products of engineers, from my living room. Sing a silly tune like You mean it. All those tired Wednesdays, all my “I should do” Days—when you distracted me with whimsy and distraction. And all the blankets held close, all those distant sightings, have you ever seen Anyone that was more your own? Have you ever heard the patter of footsteps right behind your lonely step and have you heard The scrambling of things unseen and unmentioned, and the fossils blow against your ruddy cheeks, to lust, to live, to forget? From deep within, from the air ahead, the seconds that divided your face into something untouchable. I can’t live alone, no, I wasn’t meant to. To see their faces every morning, you will never know, to get up in the light and to see their faces bright and leering. Departure should be left for another place, not here, not just yet, as you turn to me and we are sighted seated so far apart by the columns and the shrubs and the golden light of windows in the cold night. No, it shouldn’t have been that way, Stars cannot embrace, I cannot sleep tonight Without some greater gesture. |
| | Author | Reply | Anonymous (Login jacknovak) shambles | slip it Under | April 26 2006, 1:57 AM |
aw man you should of seen it,
they came from all over the world
all just trying to say something.
but then those clippers came
and those people drowned
and the scaffold...
it came falling down.
then the conquests came
and the noise died down
and i never heard another single thing about it.
you know after a few months
i figured all this shit would be easier.
i usually keep mine in the backseat
but its buried behind all the rubble.
and around the corner tonight ...
my man, he's sleepin out on the street.
"someone should go tell him its cold outside".
i don't think he's listening.
and its only just a matter of time
before we all gotta go underground.
and for whats its worth
they ain't got no drugs down there.
and don't even think for a second,
that just cause you been co-opted
you've been cancelled out.
cause for a minute there we tasted it.
and know we know what its all about.
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