Gold Firings

in the nighttime
when you’re standing by my door
will you look up
and see me falling still
when you say my name
I could pull back one more time
but your eyes are far
from mine

in the starlight
she seems so far away
in the parklight
I never feel alone
but when you’re gone
it’s me who’s disappeared
could you ever let me be
a fear

it softens you with time
singing along with me
till I feel no shame
in believing
you impress me, love
with everything inside
still I feel this pain
in believing

       

       

Copyright L.M. 2007.  (side note: I don’t usually like using the word “love” as an appellation, for many reasons, but here I just couldn’t think of anything that flowed as well, so…..).

Fact

falling over myself in my dreams
reaching with my shoulders
and my arms can’t move

holding on to nothing strongly
patterning disgrace tile by tile
it’s alright, that’s the way I know

the shiver works its way down
sections snapping in protest
like the yelling in my head

I want to swing wildly
scream obscenities
run full-out crazy
buy me time, just buy me time

can I disappear for a while?
the waiting kills the cells
and the wound heals much quicker
after the fact, after the act
I’m wasting away here
twisting organs in confusion
there’s nothing to sustain me
until I know this torturous fact
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Copyright L.M. 2007.