Beware the jabberwock my son
for monsters hide inside of bones
and hearts
you'd find were yours
if you let them be
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Go on
Gwan you killers of dreams
there is nothing but brilliance here
nothing to hide your darkness in
your mud
sweet shining red
Florida, Alabama roads
the sun is a giant alligator that lives here
a love that shines down on everything
here we on a sun-drenched road pouring out goodness over everything far as the eye can see
she'll eat demons though
with no traces left behind
there is nothing but brilliance here
nothing to hide your darkness in
your mud
sweet shining red
Florida, Alabama roads
the sun is a giant alligator that lives here
a love that shines down on everything
here we on a sun-drenched road pouring out goodness over everything far as the eye can see
she'll eat demons though
with no traces left behind
I love you
I love you like red bell peppers and sauce and spicy love and goodness
you're sweet like freshly boiled corn on the cob with a bit of sugar and butter
you are tacos every night without the sinus pain of the fake meat in the morning
you are honey wine before it fully ferments when it is sweet and rich and fat
I love you like flying, and beaches, and trains and sunsets
my children are going to be so sweet and lovely
like brown bundles of crying yelling joy
they will be sweet like their mother
like her kisses
and lemon bars
late nights
laughter
and nothing to do on Sunday morning
you're sweet like freshly boiled corn on the cob with a bit of sugar and butter
you are tacos every night without the sinus pain of the fake meat in the morning
you are honey wine before it fully ferments when it is sweet and rich and fat
I love you like flying, and beaches, and trains and sunsets
my children are going to be so sweet and lovely
like brown bundles of crying yelling joy
they will be sweet like their mother
like her kisses
and lemon bars
late nights
laughter
and nothing to do on Sunday morning
When
When I loved you
it was my own beautiful image of you that I loved
when I stopped loving you
it was because you were destroying her
when I stopped knowing you
it was because she was dead
when I met you again
I didn't know you
but I did
well enough to remember
that you destroy things.
it was my own beautiful image of you that I loved
when I stopped loving you
it was because you were destroying her
when I stopped knowing you
it was because she was dead
when I met you again
I didn't know you
but I did
well enough to remember
that you destroy things.
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