Thursday, May 23, 2013

Drunken Half Poetry

Do you remember all those nights?
When You made fun of me and I made fun of you?
When they put a dead rat on my doorstep?
You thought it was a sign
But it was just all the nonsensical ones
It gave us a laugh

Where have you been, my fire headed love?
Tried to own and posses, but I ran.
I always run in the end
Greatness is known in you
And we all missed you
But the love...
The love scares me.

I'm always right around the corner.
Turn around and I will be there.
1,000 miles or more away,
I am always with you.

Gypsy at heart, I will go
But I will want to come back to the home that is you
It's not easy, but it's undeniable.
Please understand and don't be upset with me
Pack up the furries in bags and boxes
Take me away
Teleport me to the European countryside.

Poetry with no rhythm... With so much rhythm.

Just me, I'm going.
Everyone is a stranger.
Everyone is a friend.

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