about fed up with this iambic crap
Jun. 7th, 2007 10:04 pmThey say that water in your dreams means life,
Whatever you may take that line to mean.
The water also could just mean a pipe
Is leaking over where you dream your dreams.
They say we lust for what we haven't got---
Too easy to agree and disagree;
They say, as I do, lots of claptrap rot
That means whatever you decide it means.
This balmy, thick-aired night I've had enough.
I want the heaviness to break, as it won't do.
My worn-down soul wants just your simple touch,
And, thoughtlessly, and simply, to touch you.
And simple isn't anywhere in view,
And simple seems impossible with you.
Whatever you may take that line to mean.
The water also could just mean a pipe
Is leaking over where you dream your dreams.
They say we lust for what we haven't got---
Too easy to agree and disagree;
They say, as I do, lots of claptrap rot
That means whatever you decide it means.
This balmy, thick-aired night I've had enough.
I want the heaviness to break, as it won't do.
My worn-down soul wants just your simple touch,
And, thoughtlessly, and simply, to touch you.
And simple isn't anywhere in view,
And simple seems impossible with you.
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Date: Jun. 8th, 2007 03:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Jun. 8th, 2007 03:47 pm (UTC)Sorry about your worn-down soul, though. I've got one to match, me Brutha. Not to mention a broke-down body from working far far far too much. Maybe that's part of my worn-down soul, too....
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Date: Jun. 8th, 2007 04:50 pm (UTC)they boost the worn-down soul
and thanx for the good words
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Date: Jun. 8th, 2007 05:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Jun. 8th, 2007 05:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Jun. 8th, 2007 10:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Jun. 8th, 2007 10:43 pm (UTC)