Amidst my self-sinkin' a'droppin' down
into involuntary shunts you note:
*"Pensive, pensive–
He is always so pensive.
He smokes another cigarette
and takes another bath."*
Amidst crossin' o'clawfeet
in clawfoot tubs you repeat:
*"Check the water for them words
you were park-wanderin' a'lookin' for
while I was out all last night
a'lookin' only for you."*
And as I look,
I do only, for you.
*"Sometimes – sometimes I am so in love with you, it's surrealism.
My heart's breaking from the weight, from my romanticism,
a castaway'd castawayer a'makin' memoirs in the morning.
I'm a beach-combing romantic; I'll fall out of love by the morning."*
Ponderin' a'wanderin' takes me back to the Fall with leaves, fallen too;
to our breaking point, pointing skywards in the off-season kite flying season.
I kiss the wind washing over my face and curse all the dumb, **** reasons
that I never did kiss you; I never meant to kiss you. I do only, for you.
*"Pensive, dear pensive,
you do this for me:
Go ponderin' for months–
O' sonderin' on o'er me."*
Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 7:59 PM UTC
Amidst my self-sinkin' a'droppin' down
into involuntary shunts you note:
*"Pensive, pensive–
He is always so pensive.
He smokes another cigarette
and takes another bath."*
Amidst crossin' o'clawfeet
in clawfoot tubs you repeat:
*"Check the water for them words
you were park-wanderin' a'lookin' for
while I was out all last night
a'lookin' only for you."*
And as I look,
I do only, for you.
*"Sometimes – sometimes I am so in love with you, it's surrealism.
My heart's breaking from the weight, from my romanticism,
a castaway'd castawayer a'makin' memoirs in the morning.
I'm a beach-combing romantic; I'll fall out of love by the morning."*
Ponderin' a'wanderin' takes me back to the Fall with leaves, fallen too;
to our breaking point, pointing skywards in the off-season kite flying season.
I kiss the wind washing over my face and curse all the dumb, **** reasons
that I never did kiss you; I never meant to kiss you. I do only, for you.
*"Pensive, dear pensive,
you do this for me:
Go ponderin' for months–
O' sonderin' on o'er me."*
Not sure if this is something I'm necessarily proud of, but I felt like I'd share anyways.
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