It happens that these pages only come to be when I am alone and intoxicated. That's why I only post so often. And that's also why I do not author them, it is the Gods. As with any Revelation I do not feel I can improve, alter or rephrase. So it is just a diary, or, more accurately, a vomit that lays just as it splashed the ground.
Friday, 21 September 2012
Scared You Off
I opened my eyes to see you:
I fell in love.
I opened my mouth
To talk to you: You loved me then.
I have opened it wider
And then, wider and then, bled.
And I have stretched my soul
And then, wider, until it was torn.
I have called your name.
Now, I open my eyes
And then wider, but
I cannot see you. Not any more.
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