Friday, June 11, 2010

Candy-coated visions lets me plot how the clot thickens,
While the rock that you destroyed’s hit the void.
We’ll let chaos be the force you can source when you’re in bother,
But never bother to upset the herd.

All Bow Down To The Leader Of The Great Depression

Oh don’t tell me your woes,
And I won’t talk it in prose.
We know more than we ought to say.
Say we’re safe in the rhyme,
And there’s good within time.
Stay embraced to this worthy game.

I don’t think I thought about all the side-steps that resign me.
I’m not faking automatic loss and that just confines me.
Instead, we’re letting language lose all my lines that evade me.
I’m not crying out for duties passed out to reconcile me.
Pray there’s sweetness denied,
That didn’t get left behind.
We laid down all we thought was true.
And encased in the pride,
Is a feature retired,
I can’t picture that feature fried..
I’m fresh off the breath off the tide that continues so slowly.
I got a villain inside that’s denied, he can’t hide he’s so lonely.
He’s gotta rip from the curse that it’s worse if he’s answering to me.
I gotta replay the source of the course that allows him to break free.

Time won’t lend me a hand,
Needs all 3 to break plans.
Leisurely lunging dance to dance.
Can we incite a dial?
To play dead when we smile.
Can we capture each playful mile?
And I bet all the sweat off your collars’ a reason to know me.
I’d say “lord, what a law that allows 1 to boost up to 30”
Numeracy’s a joke that I toast when a metaphor’s beyond me.
I can rely upon time to bounce back and to bite where it hurts me.

Impressed by the stress from the force that you favour so greatly.
I’m in debt to the nerve that absorbs all your talents intensely.
And the threat that allures is in terms both reversed for you and me.
I won’t climb up a wall that you toiled with and layered with soiled leaves.

Dining Alone

Dining Alone

I can’t confess
I’m not missing the breath,
That seems in time with the rate and the depth,
That lends me to,
A whole new wavelength.

I’d not invest all the thoughts we had sketched,
I’d edge my best to prolong interest.
It’s strange, people tend to
Absorb the vice they’ve lent to.

I’d second guess,
all you were was impressed.
I’d test my best, it was all in jest,
And I’ve stretched the lines out
Until tomorrow’s sun’s down.

They span the globe like a tarnished rope.
Each spoke elopes, replaced with hope,
That has little input,
Await the group to be cut.

We’re dining alone
We don’t know house from home
We’re dining alone
Would it be criminal to call your phone?

It’s not depressed,
it’s these thoughts I have blessed.
And even best I’ve let them win contests,
To claim the throne
Inside the nubile home.

Could not believe I could feel like this.
I sigh relief, a century’s too brief,
To see fighting,
Amongst red wine lightning.