It's cold and dimly lit, this hall of everyday. My fingers trace atoms, material and unforgiving. I pause at the door, inconspicuous, but familiar. Beneath it myth and whim cast shadows on the floor. I can smell the gardens of wisdom and lore And almost believe it a memory. I don't remember when I lost the key. Good things are never seen going, but gone.
Angel is at the door. / you don't know what it means, but / Oh m, please pray for me. please / melt the dust off the doorstep, let angel in. Bring the bread to utah and eugene and atlanta and north dakota / the places he was in / the shows you wanted to see /
Dear butterfly, i want to go to rome like they did. i want to be in monterey again, it sits in my stomach. / the ocean cemetery, the seaweed, the rain / i want to reach down into my small intestine and pull out seagulls, potato chips, the mist. monterey, please come back /
I'm inferior to the little girl inside me. / she is blue and unbreathing due to the strangulation, my cramped ribcage. we were hand in hand in eighth grade, i think, when my body didn't end / when my memory wasn't sticky from too many rewinds. Angel, come in / i'll pick the fleas from your wings, i'll shave your head for you
I walked out of the river The place where I was born Yet my roots remain detached, unbind Looked up to the nigh's sky Watched the stars burn and thought of their end.
I ran into the forest The place where I'm confound My swing torn from branches, sawed off Looked up to the morn's sky Observed the sun and feared it's distance nearing.
Milk bottle naked, I followed my destined path The alien world full of new tech and standards Must keep up appearances, have to fit in I have to fit in I HAVE to fit in. I must keep up appearances I need a phone, I need a profile I need those grades I need to get into university I need a job, a career!
Breathe.
If you read this, please. Read this! Do something, change. You must change.
I run to the river My heaven, oh, home The roots tied my feet to it's bed, trapped Looked up to the outside Felt the rush drag me down.
In nightfall's grey hour Look intently into the reflection Peer into the face looking back at me Trying to find the flaw in the heart of that stranger i see Seeking to mend what cannot be If you look within you will never see What is and what should be
Rain infects the last of the daylight And i walk out into it raise my face to the heavens Cleanse the soul of guilt and pain From the evil that you refrained From deed that would have stained If you look within to see broken dreams that have remained Look within will leave you insane
Night has come Darkness will hide you Tears will obscure What you really should be living for Light kiss upon the tender thought before And you will find what love really is to your core Mend this heartache you dream to see what is in store There is a tender true love that awaits for You to open your hearts door
All was a light As I came back, tired at night The lass had just moved in Against her wall I did lean And throught a broken pane, I saw her. Sweet brown, slim and enticing. Bending low, I noticed she was reading. ВЂњtap-tap-rat-tap” I rapped her door And there she stood beside me, Smiling, revealing white teeth, she said unto me: ВЂњSheila, they call me”and extended a hand ВЂњMichael, nice to make acquiantance” I replied behind. Her eyes were so charming So too the lips, succulent and tantalizing ВЂњAm your neighbour” I whispered; ВЂњSo am the girl next door”, she countered Staring at her, I felt a sudden flush And smiling beautifully, she did blush ВЂњTomoroow morning then” I whispered ВЂњYes tomorrow morning, goodnite Michael”
In bed for two hours she occupied my thoughts And when the lids closed, she came It was so real to be a dream Yes she came...the girl next door
At night I dreamt and I spoke the most beautiful poetry. I even said to myself in my lucid dream; at the moment I realized what I was saying I need to remember; it was so rare and beautiful, profound even. It's the same as the thoughts that are in my head when I am awake and conscious. Conscious like not in a dream world I could never fully explain or say or convey what is truly in my mind
As I look across the street all I see is beauty. I see your flawless skin as the rays jumping off from the sun, You're so radiant. I don't mean to stare but, sometimes I can't help it. I fell in love with the girl next door just two months ago. She came up to me on move in day as nervous as I was. She said her name was Darlene, so darling and as precious as she was. Months later I noticed, I wasn't the only one who admired her presence. My gift from God, my angel sent from heaven is now his. Two months pass, like a 100 meter dash all I could do is think. I look across the street now all I see is heartache I see your flawless skin now touching his Regretful as I was, I knew it was time to move on. Her sweet voice, her angelic presence is something that I'll always miss To her now I'm just, The Boy Next Door, even though I wanted to be more. Reminisce
