Sunday, August 15, 2010
POETICALLY INCLINED: and i know this much....
sleepless in California
good rest evades me.
afraid that if my eyes close for too long
haunting images will be permanently etched under my eye lids.
nightmare-ish lullaby songs.
"yo side of the bed" on repeat & skippin.
im long gone & lost.
tryin to find my way back when i kiss u.
compass permanently pointing South.
Mary J wailing about how "im going down...."
been functioning on mute, screaming for attention.
your every action is met with my disapproving reaction.
can't get right.
giving while you take.
how did we even get here?
miscommunicating vital information.
i love you sounds like i tolerate you.
wires must be crossed.
must be static on the line.
their words mean more than mine?
caller id has got to be broken.
those break...not hearts.
unclear air, untamed fires are smokin.
all of this doesn't make sense.
& i don't understand most of it.
i know this much.
Sheol Hell won't be the same without.
I'll burn with you and for you.
God save the "King".
cuz Lord knows he has the kind of stuff that looks like "my everything".
XIII...in my world, that means i love you. power that to the 13.