Even If It Is

look, a brand new colour
I thought I could escape
any time I wanted
you say, the lines of stress
drew your pool of fate
swimmingly haunted

when all the leaves turn over
you’re just (left) upside down
don’t turn around
don’t hand me over

look, a brand new lens
to tint the brand new hue
rosey, crisp, and clear
you say, if it isn’t clean
it’s not worth it
or even if it is

when all the cards turn over
you’re underground
hundred feet down
don’t pass/look/hand me over

and at the end of the tunnel
is just a new way down
at the end of this evening
of climbing around
an ounce of sound
could mean everything
to me

don’t pass me over
don’t pass me on
don’t say you’re over
don’t lead me on

       

       

Copyright L.M. 2008.  (written June 13th, 2008.).

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First Door

crushing petals just to get the scent
cracked bones for the main event
settled on fair
you’re settled there
resist just ‘cuz it’s tempting
you think it must be bad
and opportunities
like skipping stones
passed you by alone
synth fragrance middle field nowhere
indicates your lifetime there
you can’t convince me
you never hoped for more
and don’t curse the first door

        

       

Copyright L.M. 2008.  (written June 12th, 2008.).

Quiver

you stood there
watching me
wondering, wondering
and I stood behind
an average face
quivering

I’ve always wanted to see
the other side of me
and it’s okay
if you don’t understand
what I mean

I took a walk
and I didn’t look behind
because I didn’t want to see
just what you wanted me to

how dare you leave me breathless
on this road, quivering
these words I sing are meaningless
and they leave me quivering
quivering

and when you asked me
I said
more than you wanted me to

I took a walk
and I didn’t look behind
because I wouldn’t let you see
what you mean to me

how dare you leave me breathless
on this stage, quivering
these words I sing are meaningless
and they leave me quivering

quivering
more than you wanted me to

        

       

Copyright L.M. 2008.  (written January 20th, 2008.).

Inspection

“you don’t know me,
and you don’t even care”

breath is disappearing
somewhere deep inside of me
somewhere numb and bleeding
there’s a whole lung gone
I knew I couldn’t be wrong
and now I die inside
wondering wondering why
the birds are circling
they knew all along
a poor idiot like me
was sure to be a target
so spare me my excellence
spare me my time
just spare me

I liked it when I was young
innocence was fine
nothing expected of me
and I upstaged life
but when did the stage fall
when did I lose hope
when will I breathe again
please, let me breathe again
please let me be
me
        

       

Copyright L.M. 2007.  (written a couple months ago, quote from Augustana’s song “Boston”. don’t worry, I know the poem isn’t good haha).