Friday, August 06, 2004
Grey Utterances
Zort from URL @ 3:57 PM
Forgiven all these deeds are / are not.
Not to be the type to stay shocked
Twisting in my shell I cry. I bleed, I scream, I weep.
Please my dear, do not awake from this dream I am dreaming.
Please just hear the blue aura of severance I am breathing.
You’re this girl that I found with the guide of God’s hand
To pick me up off my face and let me live his commands
The glowing mist of those around you leads on to how I might
Have taken grip onto your heart and thus I fervorantly fight
For all that’s good in this world. You’ve taken me by surprise
And started giving out my kisses and let them float towards the sky.
Now diamonds turn to gravel in the pit of my stomach.
I feel the turning of the tides has come from one of those among us.
Please my dear, do not awake from this dream I am dreaming.
Please just hear the blue aura of severance I am breathing.
Forever haze of gray. Forever hues of gray.
Now I’m praying to The Lord to take you out of my dreams.
I don’t want to think about you. You don’t know what it means.
When I say that I love you, and I want to be happy,
I don’t want to let the mood get all stupid and sappy.
Because I see with both my eyes and I can make out the picture
Of these two giving souls getting older together.
And sunsets in Nebraska with our kids by our side,
I want to know you love me too and not just there for the ride.
I don’t know whether to love you or let you go.
Please my dear, do not awake from this dream I am dreaming.
Please just hear the blue aura of severance I am breathing.
Forever haze of gray. Forever hues of gray.
Forgiven all these deeds are / are not.
Not to be the type to stay shocked
Twisting in my shell I cry. I bleed, I scream, I weep.
::!~ Trying to Smile ~!::
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No Way To Dream
Zort from URL @ 3:53 PM
Shuffling along in my room by my bed,
I contemplate kissing you softer instead
Of holding you tightly with no room to breathe.
I'd spill something hot on you just to be seen.
I wait for that moment I'm touching your hand,
Then turn away rapidly as if you’d command
-ed my arms to be cut off for breaking the law
Of the queen whom I stand before or rather I crawl.
Oh I swear this is no way to dream.
Coffee shops have long lines I’d rather talk.
Or sip on your lips while I grasp for a rock
To knock myself back into reality,
And sit by my bed wiping blood with my sleeve.
Counting my toes, which are there on their own.
I know there’s no reason for lengths they have grown,
Except for impressing you or just making you laugh.
The same reason I have more hair on my back
Than you on your head or between my eyebrows.
Can't we go out later to tip over cows?
Oh I swear this is no way to dream.
Head back to the basics of just you and I.
Exasperate answers to questions and lies
That we've told each other to try and seem cute.
Perhaps I should have taken better grasp of you
When you had a choice between me and whom you would choose.
I step aside for the ten millionth time.
Then spin back abruptly and get back in line
With the horses and monkeys, gorillas and boys
That must have spent less time with you than their toys.
And rich-men with muscles, who tend to beat me,
While using my crushed bones to pick at their teeth.
I wait in line patiently here to hold you,
And think of why I might have a chance with you.
Oh I swear this is no way to dream.
Your silky dark hair with no flaw but its shine,
That blinded me when I saw it the first time.
A pink star stands out sharply from black paper ground.
A star does not shine but it glows all around
And lights up the black paper world without fail.
I must have been dreaming to think I could bail
Out on this paper world for no reason at all.
I'm only a blue star of ink twice as small.
But at least I've a friend who can show me the way.
I fumble for words to ask you what to say.
Then recant my blunder as quick as I slipped.
I shoot for your heart with my soul but I've missed
Out on letting you answer me whole-heartedly.
I spit out my pain and all my jealousy.
It flows down the drain to the sewer and back.
Then asks you to pet it and jumps in your lap.
Oh I swear this is no way to dream.Hold hold me tighter I don’t want to see.
::!~ Trying to Smile ~!::
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