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I guess I feel threatened by your strength I guess I feel threatened by your beauty I build brick layers between us. What is that? She ushered me to that golden path of sacred My hands seek but grasp not But there is something there to be taken Why the blinders? Why the stammer? I have never been so confused ‘Olobeouch,’ the Yapese say A tangling predicament worth Unraveling with a fine-tooth Bamboo comb What about awareness Emotional terror both by day And by night The subtle insidious kind Calm waves of sad Inertia creeps What is that? How do I heal when-- (and thanks for putting words to it, Rudy): When it feels like the arms of my Clock have arthritis? Ship wreck on the wrong shore ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My feelings for you have grown needlessly ornate Yours for me, simple Sullivan says: Friendship is underrated Because of its inherent Ability to be so earthen So organic And, thus Conceptualized Less So why have I built Nonsensical negativity? Self-sabotage What is that? I’m not that guy. I told you: “I want so much more of you than I need” I didn’t know at the time that I got it twisted Maybe: I need you more than I want to admit Love the one you’re with I idealized, romanticized the **** out of you Before I even came back I shot myself Big toe on rifle trigger A nice distraction from more Pressing issues? What is that? I thought I was alone But you reminded me I am not I can’t tell you how much that means to me Those words: Struck match In a dark room I’ve not let anyone acknowledge or Sympathize with my lingering ache Much less help anyone understand it What is that? I’m not that guy I’ve never been that guy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I let news of: Thousands killed by super typhoon Refugee birth ******** hunter casualty Child victim of AIDS Remind me that my pain is small Pretending that that news is Good enough to build perspective And deal with pain When it isn’t “We accept the love we think we deserve” I guess I thought I didn’t deserve you Thank you for reminding me that that is Not Truth ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ask me unprovoked questions By the sea, under a tree Whisper me stardust Because one day I want to say: Love me for the man I’ve become Not the man I was I touch the tip of your nose
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Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
What is that? (for Davey)
I guess I feel threatened by your strength I guess I feel threatened by your beauty I build brick layers between us. What is that? She ushered me to that golden path of sacred My hands seek but grasp not But there is something there to be taken Why the blinders? Why the stammer? I have never been so confused ‘Olobeouch,’ the Yapese say A tangling predicament worth Unraveling with a fine-tooth Bamboo comb What about awareness Emotional terror both by day And by night The subtle insidious kind Calm waves of sad Inertia creeps What is that? How do I heal when-- (and thanks for putting words to it, Rudy): When it feels like the arms of my Clock have arthritis? Ship wreck on the wrong shore ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My feelings for you have grown needlessly ornate Yours for me, simple Sullivan says: Friendship is underrated Because of its inherent Ability to be so earthen So organic And, thus Conceptualized Less So why have I built Nonsensical negativity? Self-sabotage What is that? I’m not that guy. I told you: “I want so much more of you than I need” I didn’t know at the time that I got it twisted Maybe: I need you more than I want to admit Love the one you’re with I idealized, romanticized the **** out of you Before I even came back I shot myself Big toe on rifle trigger A nice distraction from more Pressing issues? What is that? I thought I was alone But you reminded me I am not I can’t tell you how much that means to me Those words: Struck match In a dark room I’ve not let anyone acknowledge or Sympathize with my lingering ache Much less help anyone understand it What is that? I’m not that guy I’ve never been that guy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I let news of: Thousands killed by super typhoon Refugee birth ******** hunter casualty Child victim of AIDS Remind me that my pain is small Pretending that that news is Good enough to build perspective And deal with pain When it isn’t “We accept the love we think we deserve” I guess I thought I didn’t deserve you Thank you for reminding me that that is Not Truth ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ask me unprovoked questions By the sea, under a tree Whisper me stardust Because one day I want to say: Love me for the man I’ve become Not the man I was I touch the tip of your nose
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Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
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