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knowing nothing only knowing nothing knowing that when this is through i’ll have had found a familiar longing again for you knowing nothing is ever never never, never always sometimes something staring through a ceiling of stars counting constellations cut like paper dolls decorating skies of weather woven wisdom in twilight’s timid grasp clutching the truths i carry putting passion in poetry politics people because emotion is energy everyone feels though no one knows that they know exactly what i mean when i sing to self in shower sometimes car thinking ‘where from here do i go’ feet up now relatively relaxed though coffee catches up catches me caffeine twitch to touch your sky i think as i sink in dusk’s supposed shadows misplaced mathematics intending to ensure sleep’s soft skin will cover me completely closing eyes of corruption how casual is calm when it’s worn like a weapon or a winter hat on your head when you say nothing i know only nothing together as two with you i feel as though i am a part of something bigger than myself i miss you in my bones [your voice always lustrous with laughter filled with a familiarity foreign to these ears] in my fingertips in the space between my parted lips our second or third first kiss i don’t know how to understand the depth of something as shallow as this Older Entries |