Sunk deep inside I hide feelings of fear
That I am not enough.
Banished to be alone all of my days
Down the vortex swirling
I become fluid and loose
Twisted and contorted
Until I smash into the depth
Surrounded in darkness, but aware of where I've been
A puddle on the ground
Life breathes into me
Tapping to a new rhythm
My animal form takes a crab
Mathematical in nature, but lacking
Morph me into an octopus
Its more malleable this way
My form makes a basin
From which feet arise
Out of the water her form emerges
Stuck at the end
Meditation to release
Glowing bright in focus
Once complete we dance naked
A romantic embrace
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Monday, November 22, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Marq2.5
On a cold cold day
With a slightly hung over
Thread around my wrist
And walkin down the street
In a comfort handle
Pressure on my ears
To get past this tangle
Struggle through indifference
Bare foot noodle cook
On a new path alone
Smoking a cigarette traveling
Straggle around a social
Drift on past a dream
Blackjack memories
Sink it deep inside
A new position never tried
Boots on my feet
On a sidewalk mission
With a slightly hung over
Thread around my wrist
And walkin down the street
In a comfort handle
Pressure on my ears
To get past this tangle
Struggle through indifference
Bare foot noodle cook
On a new path alone
Smoking a cigarette traveling
Straggle around a social
Drift on past a dream
Blackjack memories
Sink it deep inside
A new position never tried
Boots on my feet
On a sidewalk mission
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