Thursday, 6 January 2011

You were always fun in the water





Thanks for the reminder
A long face is still a face
I kiss buttons                                                 I wish
Waiting for the overlong
The colour of mercy                                        regret
A stream in my body, a rosebush
Wouldn’t it be nice?
I’m let out sometimes                                      and then I go back in
Metal sheet music – a face amongst faces
Ride the hyena while
Cough syrup – defective
I was watching her all the time
Dropping eggs from the high rise
Looked like Lady Godiva on stilts
I could have spent more time listening to her
More time
A cutlass, no more
A black body lying in the ditch
Nobody sees it moving but I do
A pencil in my hand
Revolver in my dream                                      tick tock
Wearing the shades of yesterday, my tomorrow has become a statue
I could lick the stone
My arms and legs are moving
She came and I cleared up
A dead body by the swimming pool
You were always fun in the water
Your underwater camera got water in it
I could touch you in those days
Now I am pretending to be happy so much I don’t know where the day ends




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