Saturday, June 23, 2012

Stone and Moon


“Parce-que
Je sais qu’une fois que vous avez passé ce
vous allez me souviens
et se réveiller à nouveau
et je sais combien nous nous soucions les uns des autres
et combien nous comprenons les uns les autres
et comment nous sommes un
vous laissez vos émotions prendre le meilleur de vous
et c’est pourquoi je ne les tiens pas en haute estime
parce qu’ils nous séparer”


The moon feels so far away
tonight -
and I’m spinning
and it’s not my blood running through my veins

Regression feels a lot like home
a home I loathe
one I don’t belong in

The clouds in my head
are masking the moon
and you are so far away tonight -
distant

but only because I let it
only because I let you be

Why would anyone rebuild something
that has been torn to the ground
stone by stone
 - shedding preconception
 - breaking down past notions
- unrooting fears
skin to skin
flawless

but now I’m a puzzel with a piece missing
you can almost see it
fitting so snugly with the rest
you can almost see it.
- but its not there

rummaging around in the empty box

The moon feels so far away tonight
and regression feels a lot like home

our love is a river,
raging
but my heart is overflowing
and your tears
run into mine

nous sommes un
 - je connais

Why would I rebuild something
that you and I tore to the ground?
there is no creation without
destruction

and the cracks in this godforsaken wall
let the light in

so destruct me
break me down
- I know
its not your job to built me back up

my words slip through a sieve of anger,
from someone who’s always so cautious and careful with words
with their placement
and their reverb

and I was afraid that I won’t ever
measure up
but doubt is such a seductive evil
and we’re spinning

but what place does measurement have
in something so immeasurable?

so destruct me
break me down
don’t ever let me run away from this
I don’t ever want to leave


“I feel my way
through slowest heaving night
whatever fear invents
I swear it makes no sense …
In the swirling curling
storm of desire
Unuttered words hold fast …
Darkness creeps in like a thief
And offers no relief
Come on, come talk to me.”

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