You are so much bitter music you dancing devil
Like a last minute psalm for freedom
One that you have memorized so carefully
You don't recite it
You feel it
The buckle of your knees bends you beautifully in prayer
So many words in your perfectly timed gasps for air
Breathe on my neck again
Bitter sweet beer breathed passion
My fingers dance
Because I need so many ways to say unrequited
So many ways to say
Patience is something I can do without
And I stand still like a tree
Like the wrong tree
And I am barking up it
This is hot mess remix love
Through faulty filters
Burning up my coffee lung
Fingertip singe nailbite frustration
This is bitter music
Full of flavor for all the wrong reasons
A happy accident proximity
Of misunderstood gyration
Hands like dead tree branches
Fingertip curl to write
Sounds of late night windowpane taps
The songs dont match
Though the music ends at the same time
Shoulder shrug and careful backstep
My friends are waiting
It was nice meeting you I guess
You broken bone remix
Of passionate smile
Right foot forward fire
Perfect pitch like a ***** psalm for freedom
And bitter music
Feb 20, 2012
Feb 20, 2012 at 1:21 AM UTC
You are so much bitter music you dancing devil
Like a last minute psalm for freedom
One that you have memorized so carefully
You don't recite it
You feel it
The buckle of your knees bends you beautifully in prayer
So many words in your perfectly timed gasps for air
Breathe on my neck again
Bitter sweet beer breathed passion
My fingers dance
Because I need so many ways to say unrequited
So many ways to say
Patience is something I can do without
And I stand still like a tree
Like the wrong tree
And I am barking up it
This is hot mess remix love
Through faulty filters
Burning up my coffee lung
Fingertip singe nailbite frustration
This is bitter music
Full of flavor for all the wrong reasons
A happy accident proximity
Of misunderstood gyration
Hands like dead tree branches
Fingertip curl to write
Sounds of late night windowpane taps
The songs dont match
Though the music ends at the same time
Shoulder shrug and careful backstep
My friends are waiting
It was nice meeting you I guess
You broken bone remix
Of passionate smile
Right foot forward fire
Perfect pitch like a ***** psalm for freedom
And bitter music
Had to christen my new computer with a poem before I did my homework. This was inspired by a poem titled "If I Controlled the Internet" by Rives. If you happen to know it, or listen to it, don't ask me how that poem inspred this one. I couldn't tell you.
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