Locked out,
Never to be released.
Far in the back,
Collecting dust is a box.
In that box holds the truth,
The reality that doesn’t exist.
Is it the blue pill?
Or the red?
Enter the rabbit hole.
If you go up there,
You won’t return.
It’s waiting to take you.
In the attic,
Never to be seen again.
It’s waiting,
Creeping,
Red eyes searching.
It’s locked away,
Angry.
Pounding,
Wanting out,
Yelling to be freed.
Then a little boy goes to explore.
The beast gets its freedom.Now you must be scared.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
HER
5:45 I left on a mission, in search of something.
5:00 I arrived to the spot, where to find my package I didn’t know.
5:53 in the tattoo shop, my phone vibrates, there it is.
5:58 I’m at the meeting place, I still don’t see… wait! There, walking in the door.
Grabbing coffee and a booth, we talk, we smile, we cuddle. Looking into those eyes, as they peer into me, taking the breath from my lungs. Lips soft. Ignoring those that pass by, just us, alone in the back of the room. My heart jumps a thousand times. We play back and forth, smiling, laughing. Pulling me tight, warm.
6:43 we need to break outside for a smoke. Downstairs we light cigarettes, feeling the nicotine rush through our systems. Then, off we go again into our land of play. Searching each other, whispering our wildest desires.
6:59 checking the clock, we must go. Splitting ways we kiss, now to my next destination. The only thing as I walk into the cold night that plays in my head… is how I can’t wait to see her again.
5:00 I arrived to the spot, where to find my package I didn’t know.
5:53 in the tattoo shop, my phone vibrates, there it is.
5:58 I’m at the meeting place, I still don’t see… wait! There, walking in the door.
Grabbing coffee and a booth, we talk, we smile, we cuddle. Looking into those eyes, as they peer into me, taking the breath from my lungs. Lips soft. Ignoring those that pass by, just us, alone in the back of the room. My heart jumps a thousand times. We play back and forth, smiling, laughing. Pulling me tight, warm.
6:43 we need to break outside for a smoke. Downstairs we light cigarettes, feeling the nicotine rush through our systems. Then, off we go again into our land of play. Searching each other, whispering our wildest desires.
6:59 checking the clock, we must go. Splitting ways we kiss, now to my next destination. The only thing as I walk into the cold night that plays in my head… is how I can’t wait to see her again.
STANDARDS
The way I prefer,
Has many ways to it.
Shorter than me,
But taller than a child.
Most likely intelligent,
But don’t make me feel dumb.
I like high class,
Just don’t have your nose in the air,
Because I’ll let you drown during rain.
Must look good in a dress,
But isn’t afraid of jeans.
Will make her own life,
But not afraid of help.
Now all of these boxes,
Don’t need to be checked.
It is just a warning,
So you won’t cry when you get denied.
Has many ways to it.
Shorter than me,
But taller than a child.
Most likely intelligent,
But don’t make me feel dumb.
I like high class,
Just don’t have your nose in the air,
Because I’ll let you drown during rain.
Must look good in a dress,
But isn’t afraid of jeans.
Will make her own life,
But not afraid of help.
Now all of these boxes,
Don’t need to be checked.
It is just a warning,
So you won’t cry when you get denied.
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