cause your loving is a tricky thing


said the girl to the clouds,

said the girl to the rain


whispered the wind to a swollen hidden sun


swollen just like the lips

that forgotten how to kiss

your loving is a gentle thing


whispered the boy to the girl

sitting aloof

,just them and their pain

a sad soft goodbye that

happens all the ****** time

it never gets easier,

but the rain trickled then.

because i'm not perfect the girl cried all too sadly

the thunder kinda shudder,

and it shook them both badly

and her breast all unbound

trying the rid the burdened song

that was stuck in her head,

that was stuck in the rain

but he'll say honey, darling, baby, dont cry

we will be fine,

dont mind the rain

and when the sun shines, baby we'll be alright then

all of this waiting

wont be in vain

so they say stormy weathers good for the flowers

good for the pain, good for the stains

so let yourself go and watch it wash away sorrows

and i'll do the same

just us and the rain.

my feet are rough and cold



they pace around the small space of my apartment



they pace back and forth from school to home



click, click, click,



same rhythm, same places



same angry stomp





like impending doom walking down the street



a one girl funeral procession.



they ache



and I try to walk barefoot to soothe them a little



but the cold air stings them



they wont take me farther



they ache



I figured they want to be in covers



stroking anothers feet



toes wiggle



and their somewhat youthful again



painted toe nails



and maybe heels



like young girls feet are suppossed to be



they might glide softly on carpet



or run through soft grass



chase after him.



run after him.



kinda float after him.



thats what they would like



i'm sure of it



why wont she stop ,



walking the same ******* path to nowhere?



they may sigh.



probably cause



they ache.



she aches.

In the middle of nowhere town

I want to drink the graying sky

because the streetlights

are no match for the glint in your eyes

and they yellow and they crack

they seem to cry upon the street

to the slippery wet asphalt

under my feet

"Oh" is just a word

kinda quiet with discomfort

I imagine that they whisper it to each other

"Oh" is just a sound,

kinda softer with the pleasure

of another intimate night in rainy weather

should we kiss and they tell

I think my eyes would blink and fill

to a memory

that the streetlights recall all too well

should I cry and they see

the silly smirk you use on me

all the streetlights in D.C. would twitch in grief for me

"Oh" is just a word

more than full of quiet longing

I imagine that they hear it from distant lovers

"Oh" is just a sound

a poor excuse for comfort

but sometimes when you leave

thats all I can really utter.



.

my throat was kinda dry.

my eyes blinked back grief

and "so soon"

seemed to be the only thing I could stammer out of the ocassion.

you were sad.

I knew it,

I could tell.

the hollow, casual sound of your voice

"no big deal

it doesn't change anything"

I guess I didn't brace myself well enough

Thats why everything crashed down on my head

we were crashing together.

so I was slow to pick up the pieces of your wreckage

and I had no clue what to do with mine.

I could'nt lose myself though

through the one-by-one pain

of having to say "keep in touch" to all your close friends

in such a short time span

I think you deserved to find me.

3 mintues on the phone

20 minutes until you leave

the broken face of your watch staring back at me

why would'nt it slow down for us?

rewind and take us back to our friends house

green grass, laughing, and kissing

things don't ever work that way though

You can only deal with it

and walk the rest of the miles when you crash

about 41 miles and 66 km

its not that bad love

just promise you'll wait for me

and won't mind my blisters when I get there.



.

lingering

like light off the street signs

the cigarettes they burn

the eyes they still smolder

I wake up to find

these images still smeared

still proud in their light

still proud in your light

and my life

so drunk off the promises

of wisking me away

sorry not today

but maybe so soon

just don't walk away

just don't get on that train

just take me home

so I can foolishly, just laugh

laugh all the night away...way deep into the day

let me see with quiet fingers

let me brush you, let me brush, you let me brush with quiet fingers.

over again like the softest moan I know.

so blushing in suggestion

so innocent in protection

just brush as I laugh

just stroking for the giggles.

it was awkward
but there was beauty in it
you never see beauty in youth when you're young
you don't know the dust you'll taste
that those tears will grow some unfortunate flower
that one thing that happened
will quake and rock in your heart til you die
that no one will kiss you like he did
that no one will care like she did
that you will die one day
and that  you are  unstoppable in the meantime
and you dont know it'll be okay yet
they'll be   more  gallons of blood poured
and you dont know that a little child is watching you
you'll be their  world
until they can make their own pitfalls
and you will grow and
live and laugh and die
and it will be graceful
and  you will never have to see this ugly
beautiful world
ever again
I didnt know
I still dont know
my heart it overflows
with hate and gratitude and happiness
you have no idea
the rage in my fingers
in my heart and mind
I speak for them
for the fallen
for the ****
for the shallow
and the ugly
you will end
but you were beautiflul
while you lasted.

violins play in my head

and my vision seems to be eclipsed in black and white

I don't tell you this

you would call me melodramatic

still my eyes they work at their own free will

and I  am to admire the curves and smile of an unearthly being

you won't let my heart be still

it beats repulsively in your hand

bent out of shape and discolored like rust

but its still yours

the curtains close

the credits

and I guess you're the star of the show

thats how my life ends, love

I hope you got your standing ovation.