Monday, September 12, 2005

moments of electronica and metro-curious music


"It's so hard without you" she says.
Herbert keeps chanting "I miss you..."
Don't worry, It's still only a reprise
Everything is just waiting with ragged sanity
To hear the words that aren't said

Throbbing in my skull,
thoughts scurry around.
Why am I still awake?
I swell, I stretch, I understand
I won't bother mentioning it all
It'll all shatter in my sleep
Waking up clean and foolish

I miss it
The life I will never live again mocks my efforts
The life I will never see sinks
The pearly eyes in and of the morning close
Mine remain unfettered
Unclosed
Tired

But that's all okay.
The music has changed,
and I'll walk on to find loneliness with an upbeat tempo.
don't give me the chance of losing face
don't give me the chance of fucking it up
don't give me a moment to create another mess
I'm not the man I know I am
I'll watch myself break and I will love it
I will eat my own putrid emotions,
Drowning in it all, licking it like nectar

But Herbert makes me feel good.
She talks softly on demand.






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