i feel a burden on my back
as if a whole city block stacked
itself upon my shoulders
cos im built for this kind of pressure
did i mention the city was occupied?
it is. its occupied with the people
i try to leave behind
and their blocking take off
see anytime someone tells me
how beautiful they think i am
i run.you just don't say that
when someone is mid-evolution
its rude. you may just cause
retrograde.movement.
see people like me
we war continually.
we dont sleep.
we grit our teeth.
we grip our palms.
we say our prayers
to distant gods.
we ride on falling bombs
to ground level.
why?
well i dunno about all of you
on the flip side of the spotlight
but im searching out the ultimate
sanity.scape.
where every particle reclines
in perfect alignment with the other
where all of us garbage patch kids
have pet doves and modest homes
not rabid pit-bulls and crowded ghettos
so i run
i run when you love me.
i run when you hate me.
i run when arms outstretch
because my evolution as a human
is not done
because ive got too many rough edges
to be held
this early on
honestly, i think its time to break off
real quick from the beaten path
thats been pre-traveled
by blindmen
and tear off
into the uncharted brush
find the nature inside of us
that makes our faces flush
when we finally stand face to face
with ourselves - finally in love
thats a tough concept for me, ok?
love.
its a bartering tool.
i say it to her - she repeats back
we kiss goodnight
in her car
beneath the tree
out on the silent street
next to an apartment complex
best known for its crack.
she drives away
i return to my flat
and have a pint
assuming life is good
but eventually
i run out of goods to trade
and all i got left is the bad
so when she opens up
the barter with "i love you"
im chewing on my tongue
like a dog gnaws on a bone
because i want to say to her
sorry honey, this shop
is closed
lets end it right here.
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