Decade (Or Ten Years of Knowing)
The thin skin of your passion
is at times impenetrable.
The pricks and prods become
me and are now my fashion.
be safe and be true and know that karma sometimes carries with her a pleasant gift in return for all the wonderful things you have given...
Not YOU though, you're still a deadbeat and you still owe me money, you can keep the impotent explanation.
I love you all dearly.....
is at times impenetrable.
The pricks and prods become
me and are now my fashion.
And in the closet of your thoughts
bruises and burns leave you wild and spent.
I sit and wait for you to see
what your being for me has wrought.
You think and deconstruct your “us”
while I live and breathe it quietly, out loud.
If you think “us” away then all will be well,
save the shredded souls running with puss.
What then when I know what you do (will) not?
That the links that bind us will tighten and cut.
That the taste and scent will sharpen and beckon.
That all this time you have needed what you have fought.
be safe and be true and know that karma sometimes carries with her a pleasant gift in return for all the wonderful things you have given...
Not YOU though, you're still a deadbeat and you still owe me money, you can keep the impotent explanation.
I love you all dearly.....
Comments
lol
you think and deconstruct your "us."
all this time you have needed what you have fought.
I'm seriously stumped here. But these two lines seem to stick out the most. Sounds like you are talking about a man and a family?
It isnt about me, it was based on a theme for a poetry magazine called Laurels.
thanks for coming to check me out Don. I gotta get back into the groove of checking in on my blog family!
I went back and re-read the nice piece after your definition. I see what you were getting @. That's something when a man does that, only to conclude that it WAS what he always felt it WASN'T.
God save us (men). lol.
You think and deconstruct your “us”
while I live and breathe it quietly, out loud.
If you think “us” away then all will be well,
save the shredded souls running with puss.
Dayum gurl...that was something.