Poetry And Power
Would you like to sit and talk to me
about the way things change so
suddenly
when your senses come and the feeling goes?
can you remember feeling much too close?
Stop your hands from shaking
Look at me
Are your senses racing endlessly
tracing
past impressions? So were mine
Have you ever been used
or will this be the first time?
It's come so clear to me
Light fuse and get away
No gain, no pain
It's a fatal game
and the true lose everything
I can see
what trust and loyalty have done for me
falling miles fro
Crestfallen
Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to say anything
In bed I was half-dead
Tired of dreaming of rest
Got dressed above the state line
Looking for you at the five and dime
Stop sign told me to stay at home
Told me you were not alone
Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to hurt anyone
In bed I was half-dead
Tired of dreaming of rest
You haven't changed
You're still the same
May you rise as you fall
You were easy, you are forgotten
You are the ways of my mistakes
I catch the rainfall
Through the leaking roof
That you had left behind
You remind me of that leak in my soul
The rain falls, my friends call, leaking rain on the phone
Take a day, plant some trees
May they shade you from me
May your children play beneath
Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to say anything
In bed I was half-dead
Tired of dreaming of rest
Got dressed above the state line
Looking for you at the five and dime
But there I was, picking pieces up
You are a ghost
Of my indecision
No more little girl