"cortizone" poems
Two times, two times befour I let ya go
No hard feelings, but I'm hardly feelin'
Way up, so high, down low, so low...solo
Googly eyes lit mine, now I'm keelin'
Lost love loves lots, there is no game to blame
Our self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel
Beware new love disguised, I won't name njames
History, but a circle, thread on spool
Rekindle? Like wet wood drunk with moisture
fires die, like fireflies in winter
but scorched am I, by eternal ember
no lotion, nay cortizone heals center
Can't salute to your attention, so go
Worth the good times, but not the pain, yunno?
Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 11:14 AM UTC
where I just don't feel anymore.
I have this natural urge to strip bare naked
and run wild through the woods to feel, again.
Feel, anything at all.
So, I did one time.
The next three days,
covered in cortizone and neosporin,
I promised, when I get that urge again,
I will tie myself down
and let someone hit my head with a bat.
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC