I come home to silence
I turn on the light
I sit on my bedroom floor
I look around at the mess
I get up and clean
I rearrange and straighten
fix the broken atmosphere
I try to fix the computer
I get bored of trying to fix something
I have no knowledge of
I put on some Belle and Sebastian
I sit down at my desk
Nag Champa and dim light
I reflect a little on the year
It's clear I haven't grown
She gave me anxiety at nine
I still have dreams of being eaten alive
so much time has passed
And I'm still afraid of being eaten alive
Is desire dying...
I see rivers and cycles
its the end of it all
I know its coming
if only that were true
no rhyme no reason...
I pretend I know you all
I pretend you know me too
At least I convince myself that you don't
At least I convince myself
theres a bottom, theres an end
For a moment it all makes sense when
I can follow rhythm and its all dancing
In water and all your laughs and gestures
And for a moment theres a dream
And for a moment its like stars
And all their traveling
And the moon reflecting light off the sun
And I see Narcissus and Sysiphus and Prometheus
And I laugh
And for a moment theres a dream of tidal waves
And its all dancing like water running rhythms
And all your laughs and gestures
And theres a bottom, an end
3 comments:
i tried to instant message you on myspace but it didn't connect or you didn't feel like chatting, whatever.
as for not having a specific comment for this post, I wasn't really expecting many comments its not really that kind of post.
late.
yeah.
-BlasFemme
btw- you can delete unwanted comments with the little trash can icon, if you didn't know already.
-BlasFemme
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