There's a monster
that's made my dreams
into her haunt.
She's spilling into days where I wonder;
How does a creature like you exist?
You are
unreal.
I mean, the way you toss your head to the side
whenever you say something contrary
plagues me.
Following me like some gorgeous features that wont let me go
and a smile
that fills me with holes
opening me up
in ways I'm terrified to show
but what tugs at me worse
are all the ways this ghost could be known
I knew thunder that rolled off
electric lips
every time
pink
lighting
bolts
mo
ve
Speaking unafraid she's free in that way
a kind of free that makes liberty ashamed
and me calmly sm ile while my insides are
gawking wide open down the middle with
clucking of a single coo coo clock keeping time
in this game of chicken I've made out of looking
you
in the eyes.
Shaky hands swerve yet hope to collide
sweet demon
rattle me no more
come closer
hold me still
show me how
a ghost can be felt.
Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 3:03 PM UTC
There's a monster
that's made my dreams
into her haunt.
She's spilling into days where I wonder;
How does a creature like you exist?
You are
unreal.
I mean, the way you toss your head to the side
whenever you say something contrary
plagues me.
Following me like some gorgeous features that wont let me go
and a smile
that fills me with holes
opening me up
in ways I'm terrified to show
but what tugs at me worse
are all the ways this ghost could be known
I knew thunder that rolled off
electric lips
every time
pink
lighting
bolts
mo
ve
Speaking unafraid she's free in that way
a kind of free that makes liberty ashamed
and me calmly sm ile while my insides are
gawking wide open down the middle with
clucking of a single coo coo clock keeping time
in this game of chicken I've made out of looking
you
in the eyes.
Shaky hands swerve yet hope to collide
sweet demon
rattle me no more
come closer
hold me still
show me how
a ghost can be felt.
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