a declaration is needed but my heart fists my mouth a thing of words needs to be unraveled but my heart sharpens a knife my mind is working on unveiling but my heart is at the ready, ladies, ladies, ladies can we get it together?
this declaration is needed these words are escaping these things are becoming more apparent the world is casted by the light of a single rose but as i continue, and want to continue the pink turns red there my heart stands cutting through mouthing, “nothing will be said i rebel against a love made up in your head”
nails scrape the scute hard diamond eyes you love to get lost and carry a necklace of hearts as souvenirs they could never tell those eyes never give away the disarming weakness of your gait and the trouble arises within their psyche but you get through so well and soon blood drops from your lips down between your fingers and staining the grass maroon how disquieting it seems to the sun that gazes while you shine a little too bright
a frantic hand sweeps your face eyes as blue as the deepest sea a faint aroma of desperation your skin has lost all color a strange twist in the loop of your words and the rhythm is off its melody a frantic hand waves at me the pools of your tides beckon “jump in” you say i step back and away “come join me” you say i look towards the sky a canopy of branches and leaves “please don’t leave me” i look to where i came “i don’t want to be alone” i supposed you got lost on purpose i supposed you didn’t need anyone but in a dream, your desperation reached me like a ring of a phone i shouldn’t have picked it up i said hello and you were gone
sparkling cider bubbles in my mouth to love you, how? the taste of strawberries in syrup to love you, how?
whether the weather withers upon the exit of a strange bird whose wings slapped about a star that burned across a broken sky which from the wound petals fell and as they rained clung to the hope that spread as a wind that changed directions on your whims and these whims spin like a top and from across the river you can see how it spins off the table disappearing into the glass…
sparkling cider bubbles in my mouth to love you, how? this taste of strawberries in syrup to love you, how?
you lay your body over the table gaze towards the sky the day lays down a blade in the form of the sun’s rays but you shield your eyes with your hand and the water rushes and spills over my feet those lips a rope and i’m being led but i cannot swim and the riverbeds have been carved deep i’m swept away your gaze still towards the sky
my mouth still bubbling with desire to love you, how? and hope of your love begins to fade just a taste of strawberries in syrup now
the time of day when the horizon is on fire I’m on fire too red is seeping into the blue, bleaching as it touches is my anger painful? I feel the coolness of January fading into the indifference of another February.
this redness is blushing, the stillness after the burning has seeped down to my core. my anger is too painful so I let it go, as the evening changes, I decide I should change too