less than is useful
but more than i should
how i wish that i could,
how i wish that i could

spy the midnight scowl
through the fools golden leaves
hear the dark moon's howl
as the fireflies grieve
and together we'll float
in a boat
down the stream,
and i'll do what i please
yes, i'll do what i please

less than is useful
but more than we should
how i wish that we could
how i wish that we could

let it never be said
that to love proves you're good
but i think that we should
yes, i think that we should

tired spiders
weaving their webs by rote
each hallow husk in its sunday best
attached to the cobwebs that
cover the pews of the decaying chapel
they spin and spin and spin and spin
and end up back where they begin
round and round
they wrap themselves,
encased in smooth
and shiny silk
present themselves
so god may feast
not god above,
but god below,
the Lord of the Flies

my palpitant longing
it too needs air
in and out,
surging forwards,
always forwards

but every wave
will again recede
the strongest tsunami
must also breathe

where the sky meets the sea
that's where you'll find me,
a reflection in the blue

floating on the surface
too light to break the tension
just want the attention
of those

Eyes
your eyes are like the ocean
I'm drowning in emotion
when I look at you, I'm frozen
cause I'm caught in those

Eyes
******* by your stare
doesn't matter, you don't care,
I'm content to share
just to be next to
your eyes

thin mountains frame the sea
your lashes are the trees
flutter in my breath
because you stepped
closer

too weak to say stay
but please don't go away
let me slip beneath your waves
draw me near,
closer

thin skin separates us
every blink stopping our fusion
distracting me from the illusion
that I live in your

Eyes
your eyes are like the ocean
I'm drowning in emotion,
when I look at you, I'm frozen
cause I'm caught in those

Eyes
******* in your stare
doesn't matter, you don't care,
discontent but still I'll share
just to be next to
your eyes

your eyes
your eyes
stare into my soul, I'm
never letting go, I
leap off the boat and
into uncertainty

one thing I know for sure
is you'll send me back to shore
according to lore
I'm not what you've been looking for
so I'm locked out of those

Eyes
your eyes are like the ocean
but this time they're frozen
can't chip away the ice
far enough to go deeper

and when she comes
she'll melt away the cold
but I'll still be on shore
not allowed to swim deeper
into those

Eyes
eyes like the ocean
what an unforgiving blue
they don't belong to me, but
boy, I belong to
you

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oh, you know it's a truth, my dear,
that we're preciously mindful of what comes out

but more important to mind what's in,
for a mouth is just the kettle's spout

so things with which
you stuff your head
they splash around
and out they pour

but if you're careful
what goes in
you won't need to mind
what comes out anymore

if an uncle or aunt
love their niece,
they really should
get one a piece

but if they find
they have to share,
they cut her in half,
fair is fair