Friday, December 16, 2005

Please.

If I hang myself from the tallest tree,
Who'll be left to cry for me?
Who'll be left to weep dry tears?
Who'll be left to count the years
Of delusionary, imaginary, spiteful frightful so delightful aged undertakings?

They grow old too, those youthful souls,
Of shining faces, running races against the time

We thought we'd live forever.

We had a tacit understanding, you and I,
That we would simply never die.
I'd get old, and yes it's true,
I'd go on to marry you
And sleep my days from dusk to dawn
Stifling every dawning yawn
As our flirts and daring fawns
Faded, jaded, go going gone
Raided by the tears
Of years
Of jeers
And fears
Dawning, dawning, dawning
In our ever-twinkling-eyes.

Fortunately, for me and you,
I hid and watched as you walked through
The gates of oppurtunity.
I tipped my hat, as you passed by,
And though I wonder why why why
I won't haven't not regret you're gone.

I watch as others take The Leap,
Venture hard and venture deep,
Playing for thrills and kills to keep
The dead alive.

I dare not risk, I dare not try,
For I know you'll age, decay, and die
And cry cry cry on my be-my-better-half.

It will not, won't not, shall not do,
So glance, and sigh, and glide right by
You errant dream, you vagabeautiful desire.

False prophetess, I want to believe you.
I want to believe your exhilarating cries of passion
Your patience and mercy, mercy me
(Things are not what they should be)
Your daring bravado, leading me astray.
I want to believe you'll

Lavish me with kisses, as I stroke your long dark hair,
Waltz with my best wishes, as our souls and bodies bare.
I'll love you, and you'll love me, and oh so happy we both shall be
Because it's just one morbid, sordid, triteful fantasy.

I once knew your religion. Then I learned the rules.
I learned the cost and benefits.
The pros
The cons
I believe.

But I defy.

For those who fail first have to try.
But if I fear failure, I am terrified by success.
So why cause so much duress?
Why despoil, destroy, distress
Over things that won't not please you?

Won't never please me.

Go ahead and try.

Please.

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