Monday, October 3, 2011

Them, Her and Me

Blue up above 
Blue on the floor
Meet the brown
The wooden doors 
Bricks to clay
Rain to river
Sun of summer
Winter shivers
Heels to marble
Tears to cheek 
Hand in hand
Voice that speaks 
Come to rest
Against the wall
The vines won't 
Take it all

I saw you die
From the corner of eye
I watched you bleed
But never cry
I've felt the road
Though not in this skin
Beneath wings and wheels
Of meaningful sin

I've been running 
Through this open field 
The sun never sets 
The wind doesn't yield 
I've been running
Running free 
Running far
Finding me 

The soil pushes 
Against my soles
Underground travel 
Can get cold
Let waves crash effort
But leave the tools
See it now 
You're just a fool

They knew nothing of
Her desperate escape
A stone cold effort 
With a will to rape
Sew up the light 
Live half in night 
Remain oblivious
You're always right

Legs to feet
Wall to door
No matter change
It wants more

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