I POURED MY ACHING HEART INTO A POP SONG
WHERE YOU WERE MY MISSING PIECE AND I
WAS MERELY A FRAGMENT OF YOUR THOUGHTS,
A BITTER WHISPER YOU GAVE NO THOUGHT TO
I POURED MY ACHING HEART INTO A SHOT OF
***** AND LEMONADE / AND THOUGH IT
MADE NO SENSE TO ANYONE, IT SEEMED LIKE
THE PERFECT COMBINATION AT THE TIME
I POURED MY ACHING HEART INTO A GLASS
OF WATER / AND GAVE IT TO YOU, BECAUSE
YOU SAID YOU WERE DYING OF THIRST- BUT
I DID NOT KNOW BACK THEN, THAT YOU
WERE COLD AS ICE ANYWAY
I POURED MY ACHING HEART INTO THIS
POEM / IT SEEMS TO BE THE MONA LISA
OF THE EMPTY ROOMS / BUT WHAT GOOD
IS THE MONA LISA / WHEN DA VINCI WAS
NEVER THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE?
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 9:15 PM UTC
I POURED MY ACHING HEART INTO A POP SONG
WHERE YOU WERE MY MISSING PIECE AND I
WAS MERELY A FRAGMENT OF YOUR THOUGHTS,
A BITTER WHISPER YOU GAVE NO THOUGHT TO
I POURED MY ACHING HEART INTO A SHOT OF
***** AND LEMONADE / AND THOUGH IT
MADE NO SENSE TO ANYONE, IT SEEMED LIKE
THE PERFECT COMBINATION AT THE TIME
I POURED MY ACHING HEART INTO A GLASS
OF WATER / AND GAVE IT TO YOU, BECAUSE
YOU SAID YOU WERE DYING OF THIRST- BUT
I DID NOT KNOW BACK THEN, THAT YOU
WERE COLD AS ICE ANYWAY
I POURED MY ACHING HEART INTO THIS
POEM / IT SEEMS TO BE THE MONA LISA
OF THE EMPTY ROOMS / BUT WHAT GOOD
IS THE MONA LISA / WHEN DA VINCI WAS
NEVER THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE?
