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A Subjective view of an incident
With busted faith an inflated ego
She turned and faced the wall.
I remain- amidst the memories I retain
Of events that led to our distress
And it was like a revelation when I indulged
My coffin-lid memory
With some kinda’ sedative
Finding her body through the shape of her name
I found a body to be a frame
To play with
Have your way with
Each an act defined by a mood you are in.
So shift up lonesome widow
Driven deep in despair
Your sorrow as constant as
Your pity would have you believe
A little greed
That does escape a slavery to hide
Behind a book to define
Let us not succumb to such symmetry
And be compelled to exist for
A moment that’s been
Your silhouette isn’t fixed
It just grows bold as it sits -
content to exist
As a puzzle piece to a scene
Give a meaning to your being.
Movement
Let me fall from grace
If I go, please don’t follow me
Down into the deep
Let the night crawl in your mind
Whilst you are sleepin’
Whilst you are dreamin’
A rorschach bleed of your possibilities
Will tease
They’ll tease
Move up the ladder if you want to
Leave me here
I’m a memory
You’ll be singing until
Your world begins to shrink
So I’ll sink
And I’ll sink
And you’ll think
You are running out of melody
‘mmm mmm’ ‘da dada da’
‘mmm mmm’ ‘da dada da’
Folie a deux
Just give me time
That’s all it takes
In times like this to make things right
A gallant vain to slice
Except I,
Am trying something new this time
Sticks and stones may break your bones
But I’ll no longer shield you
From the cold
No, don’t think twice
Cause its not right to go back
On the secret’s that you told
You’re no that old
You’re no that old.
Just give me space
A fall from grace
Might be the reason in this rhyme
Subtle glances
Stolen dances
Except I,
Am trying something new this time
Sticks and stones may break your bones
But I’ll no longer shield you
From the cold
No, don’t think twice
Cause its not right to go back
On the secret’s that you told
You’re no that old
You’re no that old.
And I left
When she said
‘I found someone for your friend’
Yes, I left
When she said
‘I found someone for your friend’
Cause I’m not there yet. No I’m not there yet. I’m not there
An echo on repeat
Ice-age froze,
my temporal lobe refrained
All talking to
The left and right hemispheres
Of my brain
As,
upon acid sculptures
Teardrop vocal people and
The toys they run on fled
And yet,
I feel no need to change
The plans I made
When I planned on being afraid
and I remain
In bedrock snow,
The centrefold regains composure
For to elevate her silhouette to shade
Each dull-lit charcoal shape of those
Whose wants are froze -
as crease dissolves
Do eek and weep with butterfly restraint
It is a weekday
(‘Gott selbst liegt tot’)
Pack off you’re parasitic children
Don’t look forward
Well we needed a villain
And I did it willingly
Cause you play the victim so well
So I dressed like a merchant
You dressed like a widow
Hidden beneath a painted black vale
Cause all friendships are conditional
And we are a cliché of ourselves
So we’re simply our timeframe
In some place with the same names
There is no place to get clean
Just replay the scene
We’d have the sun draw a breath and pour
Into the space in between
The space in between
It was a lovely place to be
And,
Now we’re simply our timeframes
Our birthdays; our surnames
There is no place to get clean
I, an amalgamation of scene
Have the sun draw a breath and pour
Into the space in between
So baby, don’t you worry about me
No baby, don’t you worry about me
No baby, don’t you worry about me
Cause I’ve stolen money
From my friends and my family
I’ve ‘wrote bad cheques’
Used a fake name
But I’ll make amends eventually
I am flawd but am funny
As this epitaph would read
On a grave
Cause an end did approach me
When all of your certainty
Was killing me
And my needs
They were vague
I folded in on myself. I was a stage play.
(Epilogue)
I was a stage play
Said I was a stage
I was a stage play
Or I was the stage
‘but oh, how we danced
I was a stage play on the night
They were wed’
Said I was a stage
‘but oh, how we danced
I was a stage play on the night
They were wed’
Or I was the stage When you were still
my friend
I was a stage play When you were still
my friend
Said I was a stage You were still
my friend, my friend
I was a stage play you were my friend
My friend.
Or I was the stage
I was a stage play
Said I was a stage
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