This noise in my head
never makes sense
This noise in my head
never relents
I am a vagabond
broken in two
I am a hunter
looking for you
This place has grown old
I am afraid
these roots will hold me down
Right now, without you around
I just want those keys in my hand
I want to cut and run
I want to have a little fun
Can we
set fire to photographs and ancient ghosts,
Can we
kill the beasts in the sunny vales,
roast their bones and
suck the marrow out?
I want to
blaspheme a thousand gods,
cover myself in murky waters,
shout the devil out
I need this sacrifice,
I need this unholy exercise
to feel like I'm not just alive
I need your
blood pumping in me
I need your
lascivious lips and simmering eyes
to remind me
that sunsets don't last forever.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
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