I follow what you say

you're stepping gingerly through someone else's  fracas
pieces strewn all about
how can there be place for me?

you're asking me unambiguously to step back a little
very hard to do
where to place this gift of love?

you're struggling to find ways to keep breathing
as am I
here, you can have my heart

so you can breathe

I want to take you in the spirit of vengeance
deep and hard.   filled with  it all
cash in on my fury and let this be yours
on the staircase behind his attaché case
or on the couch you relaxed with him last night

you will feel me fill you as you fill me

once upon a wendy



               y                                         o                                          u



can                                            

push

that

truth                                              ......................................................

INTO­


me


perhaps windmills will visit your sickened guts
and tell you it's time




to




either move on



OR    



take a ******* chance




already.

wallowing in deepest **** cannot help
after a while, your nose can't smell it and you get too used to what is abnormal
even though I hate what you're suffering through, this heavy baggage which isn't all yours
inherited
I am here for you, commiserating in spirit

I am here for you

extreme sports call for action
(just like you)

I can't lay too low, just now I lose you
(then maybe I never had you)

red light on and blue one flashing
(why are we always in ambulant-mode?)

extreme takes it

you love to get a rise out of me
goad me to distraction
and let out the horrors you know exist inside
why?
do you enjoy the ensuing misery?

I'm your biggest secret
you wanted me to say it
so, now I do
you keep me in the dark pockets of your existence
and take me out to play
when you're all alone
don't you?

once in a while, a moment comes
when you tire of the pattern
you shake things up
(with me inside)
you forget there's still your living toy inside
and it's hard to hold onto corners inside

and later, when your tantrum dies
you realize and remember
by which time
I've had to sweep up once again
all the broken pieces and glue them back together
then it's your turn to pour on the soothing oil of sweet love

I don't know why I hang around
I don't know why I care
I only know I feel alive
even when you shake and rattle me so

so I let out your little secret
that I'm your biggest one!

on chasing me off

miracles hardly survive on earth

you don't believe

morality is the stick held to beat

if it's how you want peace

let me help with your equation

look after you please

life is never perfect

plans going all skew, just script tweaks

**** it up can be in small sips

so intent on throwing out the child

its cries will be heard in your dreams

and you will get the chance to hold it

for once in your entire life

you get to see who the child really is