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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Between the Lines

i close my eyes, my hands on the keyboard, i type into the computer my feelings like a singer sings like lover's tender touch, i write to soothe, to release myself from the category 5 hurricane of emotions inside of me.

listen, listen, listen to me
don't u hear it, in between the lines
so softly, so urgent, so blind
i think and think into a circle that traps me
i never go forward
just sitting where u left me
nothing changes

i'm swaying to the melody of a song i could never write, like a teacher who knows but can't do it themselves, like an apple slowly rotting away on the shelves, i'm so sorry this isn't any better

listen, listen, listen to me
don't u hear it between these lines
so softly, so urgently, so deaf
i feel and feel all i ever do is feel
just a plane trying to take off from the wrong runway
nothing changes

sweet, slow, taste, touch, smell of lavendarin the air
my heart strains to beat pain so much pain in me
unreleased agony builds up like a body builders muscles, like pollution in the air, like tension between jews and muslims
i mean it but i don't so please don't blow me up

listen, listen, listen to me
don't u hear it between these lines
so softly, so urgently, so mute
i hurt and hurt my body is overwhelmed with pain
nothing changes
no nothing changes

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