Sunday, September 18, 2005

HONEY

The pretty butterflies are drawn to you,
You paint such pretty pictures
in thier hazy minds.
Everything about you is
Sweet like honey.
So in they dip their pretty
feet.
-If only young hearts could understand
That love is just a game-
They drink your nectar sweet
-If you were a snake it'd be venom-
drip, agonizing drip.
Happily they lap lap lap
with their pretty little tongues
until satiation finds them.
-You are never satisfied-
They flutter their pretty wings
as if they could keep your eyes.
-silly butterflies-
They preen, surrounded by your pungent sweetness.
-Your glance is a thousand red roses-
Their wings flutter flutter flutter
too late to escape your sticky grasp.
The brilliant wings catch on your honey
and fall to pieces.
Their screams will always haunt me.
Empty eyes stare out of
Honey-glazed sockets,
Carmelized tributes to happier days
and hautier spirits.
-We never think we'll be the ones to get caught-
-You never suspect it's you who could
Drown in his sweet kiss,
His viscous embrace-
Even butterflies can drown in honey.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

DANCE WITH ME

It's funny how everything can fall apart
But still your life goes on.
And there's the gaping hole
That never goes away.
Nothing ever fills it,
It grows larger every day
Consuming every part of you
'Til you're amorphous and grey.
You suck the joy from every situation
Just by being there.
You're a waste of air.
Every moment is me, waiting.
Maybe it's for you to save me from myself.
Maybe it's to die.
I'm waiting for you to smile at me
So maybe I can cry
And everything will be alright.
Tell me someday someone will love me.
Tell me someday someone will understand.
Dance with me, come on, take my hand.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

EAT

I'll eat your sorrow
Won't chuck it up.
No bulimia for me,
Bulimia is not the answer.
Neither is Anorexia,
B/c don't ya know
It wrecks your life.
I'll eat your madness
Like chocolate cake.
It's richness might overwhelm me
But I wont chuck it up
B/c bulimia is not the answer.
I'm full of you
And your depravity.
I wish you'd do the same for me
Cuz your lookin' thin
And anorexia is not the answer,
But bulimia might be.
No, that's not right.
In any case
Eat! Damnit! Eat!