Thursday, July 29, 2010

low

Slo
w s
low s
low i
just
do
nt k
now
what what w
hat to do
to do
to do to do.
So low low low
the
sun s
un sun
fri
ed all t
he fun
out
as well as my bra
in.
I have
n't wrote any
thing
not
hing not
hing not
hing.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

I want you

There
we sat at a local cafe, with stories from the
both sides. With the night
wind, they ran away:
your little fingers
enclosed the cup.
Witnessed by a drunk
politician, who had a large
hole on his boot.
He was lost in a
backyard of a widow
who didn't know
this, but that's alright, because
I want you.

We
leaned against your
car neath the night
sky, my mouth
was talking
way more than yours.
Thunder strike the
runner on her shoulder,
her laughter
rang throughout
the night,
and that's alright, because
I want you.

I want you.
I'll love you
'til the stars fall
from the sky.
I'll stay with you
'til the oceans dry.
Sugar,
you're mine
'til the day I die.

Cliche quotes that capture
many minds, I could say it, too,
if you want me to.
But know that that isn't me,
I want your heart.
I'll probably be alright
if my boots were all torn,
but I won't be alright
if you tear
me apart,
sugar, I won't
break
your heart.
I want to make
love
to you in the
morn and at nights,
please don't call me
as one of your friends,
because I don't,
I won't,
I want
to be your lover
and more.
I want you,
I want you
so bad.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Freight Train

I-
tend t move
fast from
time t time.

Was a train goin t fast;
the trip,
only a few days,
should have
been a lot more
t last.

She got off
with her suitcase
an
her baby love.
On highway 20.

I,
tender as the night's gentle melody.
Perhaps, frightened
you, unwillingly
& unknowingly.
Granted, no no no no no no worries.
None at all.

It was 5:05
when it struck the thunder
riders o the desert.
In my
imagination,
you shed tears
with hands folded
tremblin.
Babe, don't
forget that
I am
what you're missin.