short term memory getting the best of me
between oblivion and my mind lay your heavenly entity
blessing me, caressing me,
asking me to give the best of me,
existing in an instance then vanished from my destiny
i've died a little since, agitated and distressed
searching my mind, eyes closed, sucking my thumb like a breast
fetal position so maybe you'll come to me in my rest
touching bottom in my consciousness like floors to a wedding dress
now awake in my sleep, i dive through every mental seam
gasping for air from each cranny and nook stored in my dreams
infinite fantasies, soft and cool like ice cream
but none takes place of the one of you that i fiend
a daydream you existed and died in, that's the problem
a piece of serenity through serendipity, not uncommon
but it's too common how i get weak and drift like an angel, fallen
struggling unsuccessfully to remember what i've forgotten.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
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this is hella sick. mad props
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