'Bring back the sunshine!'

Corpulent dissertation; slinky in my mind. Falling step by step by step... i’m losing words i never knew i had! i’m missing verses i tried to write! i’m remembering nothing... Faded is the image development gland i used to hold so dear! Is any of this nonsense clear?! Of course it isn’t... well, how about this you bitch! Thief, no other word, You stole the heart. The object by which, i’d tear apart, The verses in my mind, The words all up and down, i’d put them all to paper, Jumble them around, Eventually i’d get there, A poem would be clear, But now the object’s gone, i find a tear. To replace it? ... no, to mourn it’s disappearance. As a way to cast my mind towards some remembrance. It’s funny how your bloody heart has a stark resemblance, To the heart of mine you stole!  You bitch! Devious instead, My hollow judgment becomes. i dig into the dreary dark, And write in blood! Pointless instead, My rhymes all become, Swallowing nonsense, About some fake sun. Desperate instead, My ache for you becomes, Just so i might be closer, To the only one, That brings the... Corpulent dissertation; library in my mind. Smiling as i pen away, away, i’d see the sunrise bright again! i’d hear the birds sing sweet! i’d remember everything... Jaded instead my words all sit upon some pointless page! YOU GIVE ME THIS RAGE! But i’ll forgive you, When tonight i come around, i’ll forgive you, As into your chest my knife falls down, i’ll forgive you, As i take back what is mine... i’ll forgive you, On safe return, of my peace of mind. Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 07 2002 10:25 AM PST, harry luck    0 • 10