Friday 23 June 2017

I stole her


I'm trying, so hard I'm trying to progress, amongst fallen moonstone and sunset graveyards
Living life upon the blanket of the galaxy, hoping to breastfeed the universe of the fallen house of milk fed teets of poker cards
The beautiful fly of butter spread like the wings of a star driven insecurity and a blind mans viola
An intrinsic method in a futuristic particle I grasped my chance and I stole her.

The puzzle of life intrigued me , for I was birthed this way, I've tried to rebel oh I've sought after a thousand counts and died a google time
I loved to live amongst a romantics painting, delved upon an old masters time line
Yet in the end it boiled down to a simplistic point of view
She was blonde and her eyes didn't roll back in the inside of her head they were pure and they were blue.

I may get maudlin, and I may grow stronger , I may collapse amongst the star that spangles in my sky
And yet at least, deep within what the books of academia dictates, I should see through my middle eye
The real sense the nonsense the over flowing damn be it a wall I've tried so hard to hide
A fly on the brick,  a sun through a magnifying glass, burning the X-ray wings destroyed to abide.

I'm afraid to delve into a cigarette, and leave this infernal machine alone in case it disappears
I've lost a thousand eyes of women staring at me from a distance, before and ever after clear
Yet I'll take the risk I'm going for a smoke like a Chinese dragon who needs to figure out more
I love her yet I forget who her in the calendar actually is, is it me, is it mothers earth from the surface to the core

Of the apple of temptation through the garden of Eden the poisonous demons we fight the justice we have the pain
The apperation, that youre seeking, it greets you, at the end of everyday
I crave to seek her cheeks pressed like fresh linen against my bearded caustic fur
An unarmed robber, that fell in love,  and so I did. I stole her.


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