"This girl shivers and crawls under the covers with all her clothes on and falls into an overdue library book, a faerie story with rats and marrow and burning curses. The sentances build a fence around her, a Times Roman 10-point baracade, to keep the thorny voices in her head from getting too close."

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

oh! DEAR.



To the deep end. To the hard line.
Hold this trick together, man.
Hold this trick together if you can.
Little fevers wrapped in dedication
All strung out on novelty
Collapse yourself and try to comprehend
An angry island, a bitter bee sting
Severing each artery
To free the self and fix the in-betweens.
Isolation, mark the earth around you
Guess who's on the waiting list
I'll let you in on something secret

I can disappear

Anytime I want to, time I feel you
Shovel through my skin
I am with you til the end

First you breathe out

Then you have to breathe in
Lash yourself repeatedly
Until it sticks, until it sticks
Under the eyelids, carry on cadaver
Festering interiors
All hollow breach and vapor silhouette
Need medication, more medication
Coursing through your inner states
All matter grey confused and counterfeit
Kamikaze, sear the blood inside me
Guess who's got it figured out
I'll let you in on something secret

I can disappear

Anytime I want to, time I feel you
Shovel through my skin
I am with you til the end

And I can decompose

When it suits me I accelerate it
Wicked on all fours,
I surrender to the storm

You'll never know how it feels

You'll never know how it feels
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?

I can disappear

Anytime I want to, time I feel you
Shovel through my skin
I am with you til the end

I can decompose

When it suits me, I accelerate it
Wicked on all fours,
I surrender to the storm

And I can disappear

Anytime I want to, time I feel you
Shovel through my skin
I am with you til the end
I'm with you til the end

this is my favourite song at the moment.
for many reasons.
and it makes me sad that some people will never know or understand the reasons because they just assume they know me.
but guess what.

if you looked just a bit deeper (if you bothered) you would notice that in life there are hidden truths that lie beneath the surface (thanks Dexter Morgan) and people aren't as shallow as one would like to make them out to be.
but i guess some people just can't handle something a bit deeper...a bit darker.
and hey, maybe next time you will remember to ask "how are you?"
and bother to stick around to hear the answer.





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1 comment:

  1. oh my goodness... you have my old blog button..... I LOVE IT!!!! :)

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