Scraps #3
- MCD
- Oct 7, 2016
- 1 min read
There was something hideous in my desire
A monstrous need that would stalk me endlessly
Someday I hope to just sit and watch the flowers grow, together
I threw a spear into the sun
And danced in waves of amber honey
Sometimes I feel like all of this can still be taken away from me
I’ll awake and the dream disappears
Some nights I lie there and think about destruction
You used youth against me,
A careless weapon in wrinkled hands
As if you hadn’t stood where I stood
The drum sounded again and again
Boom boom boom
As I threw myself against you
And my wave became droplets
I ask for quiet, please,
As I play myself out
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