Monday, February 2, 2009

What I meant was...

"Gravity... never let me doooowwwnn."
"slowly, surely...i walk away from...that ol' desperate and dazed love..caught up in the maze of love...the crazy craze of love."
sips of black coffee burn my tongue.
one black cat... becomes two becomes three but only one.
paranoia reaching an all time high.
wanting to guzzle this heineken but i never liked beer.
throat full of flem.
hair nappy but im happy pocket full of fear
wallet full of money...only lasting 1/4 of a lifetime
if even that.
i can't see why anyone would want to date me but i know i'm a great girlfriend.
probably the best you've ever had.
if you've ever had....me.
not really giving many the chance though.
pooh me... no pooh you!
you are worth nothing but some good sex and a mouth full of spit.
drip drop....
nasty son of a bitch.
which would mean i'm calling your mother a bitch.
i apologize.. i didn't mean it.
i don't mean anything but what i mean to say and i only say what i mean...
except for those sayings that mean one thing but stand for another..or stand for one thing but...mean another? another and another....and another mistake...caught up in lies without the video tape. i heard you with my own eyes.... seen you with my own ears. found you lieing on the floor... trying to regain the years...when.... simplicity could simply be simple. and everything else was...complex...or ...complicated? i wouldn't know. i never know. i never knew...and i don't plan to find out. cause what i don't know..won't hurt. me at least...but it just might hurt you....and they say freedom ain't freedom when others are opressed... but i could give a fuck about the next. cause this grave of mine...was only made for one. up and down and round and round and back and forth and... stop yelling at me i can hear you just fine. you said that already you're polluting my mind. i feel naseous and like im running out of time. but.... i'm not cause whether you believe it or not...time is on my side. it keeps ticking but it ain't like i dunno how fast. tick tock...1,2,3.....60....1,2,3,4....60.... again and again and i place what i want within that minute.
don't be so timid....let me introduce myself my name is...issues...i've got enough to run you away but for some reason you decide to stay...and now we're arguing cause i won't change and you can't leave...you fell in love with the better part of me. I think they all want me for sex but i can't really fuck so maybe it's the fact that i call em daddy and let em stick a finger in my butt.
or do all chicks do that? whatever.
whatever's clever don't always feel good. so stop touching me cause it feels too right and i ain't ready to pop out a baby tonight.
or tomorrow... but sometimes you gotta get ready when ready approaches cause the coach ain't gon sit around and wait... ur either in the game on the bench or off the team and i ain't no benchwarmer no not me.
i got the rest of my life to fall in love
so til then i suppose i'll go return these new gloves.
winter's leaving, spring is here
and...
i wanted to close this rhyming
but.. couldn't come up with anything quick enough.
be tough.
ha...yea....that's it.... be tough....
i guess.
-SydniMichael

2 comments:

JaG said...

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