Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Bon Voyage
Let's take a trip
To what you can't hear me say
In my quiet little mind.
I will serve you coffee
Black like you like it
And I will make you
Laugh, for what it's worth.
Let's take a trip
To what you can't hear me say
In my mad little mind.
We can watch the seasons change
And comment on the colors.
Red, Brown, pure white and Black.
Let's take trip
To what you can't hear me say
In my sweet little mind.
We can turn up the volume
As loud as you like it
And dance close
Like you want to.
Let's take a trip
To what you can't hear me say
Inside my horrible little mind.
I'll let you play with my thoughts
And toss them about.
You can rearrange the furniture
And barter with my conscience
For the cheapest of thrills.
Let's take a trip
To what you can't hear me say
In my sick little mind.
I'll take you places
You've never been.
Inside and out of dreams
And warped ideas.
You can touch the walls
They're smooth like velvet
And on the floor, there is sand.
Let's take a trip
To what you can't hear me say
In my auspicious little mind.
I urge you to bring warm clothes
It gets chilly at night.
Bring a knife to cut through
The layers of thick soot
And years of pop culture grime.
I have an umbrella to keep you safe
From rocks, bad music, and violent aspirations.
Let's take a trip
To what you can't hear me say
In my devious little mind.
I will write for you ; small nothings
And kiss your neck.
As I push you away,
Pack you into times past,
Just to realize
I don't travel well.
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2 comments:
Awe. That's quite sad. I enjoyed it - but it's quite sad.
I really love the ending. Though it's of course the saddest part, it's also brutally honest.
Are these words yours?
Cheers!
Indeed all words are mine
thank you
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