when you leave
By kevin
please exit through the front-door do,all my back-doors are clutteredwith garbage and bananas and cotton-stockand seldom heard fairy rhymes.please tell me, tell me, love me do,I can’t stand the agony !the questioned, questioned, repeated glancein your eyes splits my soul!inaction has paralyzed me, Dostoevsky tells me tooI can’t decide between me or youI can’t decide between friendship or loveI can’t find happiness within a question.The story’s told before I’m deadthe final words don’t rhymepassion’s play is static deadas the plane touches down again.Carrying darkness and evil, and, and, and !release at last, is now at handyet death is too, though a welcome forcea sorry failure, a coup ‘de force.hows the rhyming? Written July 23rd, 2001 © on Jul 23 2001 09:38 AM PST, Kevin Watt 0 • 1
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"please exit through the front-door do,all my back-doors are clutteredwith garbage and bananas and cotton-stockand seldom heard fairy rhymes.please tell me, tell me, love me do,I can’t stand the agony !the questioned, questioned, repeated glancein your eyes splits my soul!inaction has paralyzed me, Dostoevsky tells me tooI can’t decide between me or youI can’t decide between friendship or loveI can’t find happiness within a question.The story’s told before I’m deadthe final words don’t rhymepassion’s play is static deadas the plane touches down again.Carrying darkness and evil, and, and, and !release at last, is now at handyet death is too, though a welcome forcea sorry failure, a coup ‘de force.hows the rhyming?..."