Saturday, February 14, 2009
point
plie
stretch
through first
to second
explode
opposition hips
pause one
down
up
slide
can i just dance
if i feel it
it will look best
stand
i never seem to stand
the other day i jumped
seven feet in the air
but normally i sink
right into the earth
ya know that bluesy feel
i stick well to it
because my feelings are shallow
not in that connotative sense
but in that every thought is close
to the surface of my skin
if you but pricked me
you could see everything within
i'm not sure what i'm feeling
but i'm sure i'm not liking
days worth of feelings
without ever once writing
how i'm stressed by it all
and i just wanna call
but i can't find the time
when the bars are unfound
and i didn't want to cry
before a strangers eyes
but that's why we're friends
isn't it my brotha man?
and i didn't mean to hurt
the nicest little guy
but it isn't easy to do
what your heart tells you to
maybe i'm just confused
maybe i'm melancholy
maybe i'm stupid
and maybe i'm worthless
maybe i'm used
for words i can't remember
and maybe i dance
but never had a chance
maybe i'm crazy
maybe i'm blue
right now i'm in darkness
just thinking of you
Sunday, February 8, 2009
our torn and scattered lives are like
the affairs we never meant to hide
and the parties with their wild youth
are past us in our forlorn stoop
is that why i feel so lost
i wish i had that youthful hope
to find a purpose someday
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