She moves in cycles,
Right back round to the point where I came.
This place you started,
This person I’m always,
Thoughts blinked away bubble beyond the frame.
I look at you,
You look at she,
In this lazy sphere of energy,
We’re caught, bound tight,
Can’t move limbs free,
Under weight of twinned confusion,
Is there room you and me?
I’m frightened that we might splinter and break,
When reality tinges the dream that we make,
Annihilation comes from the inside without,
You won’t even have felt her cut the love out.
Slips in seamless,
Waiting safe someplace inside.
Its been swelling slowly larger,
Since the gloss was lost from life.
So she slides back inside easy apathy.
Leans on you,
Be my crutch?
We’ll be happy!
(For a while) ‘Til the smiles start to sour,
And the monotone drone starts to lengthen each hour.
“It’s not you, you do know, you do know that it’s me?”
What more could I say,
What worse truth could there be?
So you’ll fade,
And I’ll change,
For a few weeks at least.
One lost little girl on her flying trapeze…..
Then we’ll fall for them all,
Strange landscapes of experience.
That deep itch behind the eyes,
Throbbing instincts pulls and whispers.
“Do you think you could complete me?
Take me in and make me whole?
If I laid my heads between your palms,
Can you guess what I already know?”
Didn’t think so.
(I suppose we’re too much of a handful.)
So spin in cycles,
An endless state of being and not.
In us my worlds been doubled,
Yet parts of me were forgot.
Let me wrap myself around your warmth,
Don’t think, open up, let us in.
Let us love you, bathe you and bruise you,
Just don’t let it get under your skin.
You can feel me, heal me and kiss me,
An amenable agreement I’m sure for both sides.
But just so you know,
This is how it will go,
Happy Ever After won’t come if you try.
– 2006 –