I’m lost in this world
I don’t know where to go
I’m lost in this world
I don’t know what to do
I’m lost in this world
as confused as can be
I’m lost in this world
are you trying to find me
I’m lost in this world
looking for you
I’, lost in this world
just waiting for you
I’m lost in this world
trying to be seen
I’m lost in this world
trying not to be mean
I’m lost in this world
waiting for you
I’m lost in this world
this world about you
Get to me
Scratch a little surface
Blow a little dust awayGet to me
Pull me out from the dream
Of lost, losing, disappearingGet to me
Call me through these shadowy halls
Behind waterfallsGet to me
Whisper in my ear
The homely kiss of your presenceGet to me
Tear a little paper skin from me
Rip a zipper open and rescue meGet to me
Split the earth’s crust
With quickening knife of urge, of lustGet to me
Drive a dagger home
And I will take a screw to heart
Or you may miss it,
that sudden blinding light
of attraction that slips
unknowingly into your iris
as she lets her lips twist
slightly upwards when your hands
accidentally collide for the first time.Everything is but a thread
of moments intertwining
rapidly.Don’t blink or you could lose
that small whisper of a second
the static hopping off fingertips
as you hand her a drink
smiling at her in a brief moment
that could alter your years.
its 5 pm
i havent brushed my teeth
or showered since monday
when i told myself it was a
“new day,” that i didnt need
your filthy-ass hands all over
the place, that it was a good
thing you left because you
never paid your half of the
rent anyway and i was getting
tired of slipping bills…
I wanted you all here today
gathered around this grave
to remember the day
when I wasn’t brave
I wasn’t like any of you
I could no longer be
but whatever you do
don’t follow me
I loved you all
in some little way
but I couldn’t prevent the fall
on that day
we will always be together
even though this is my end
here I lay forever
keith atkin
“Fuck you”
Is the most elegant way to put this.
Sometimes, I just can’t
elaborate how deeply
I hate you. So much
so that i simmer —
hot enough for Oolong,
but not for Black or Chai —
with rage. Pithy, is
another word that comes to mind,
as is I’m creating a glaze of anger,
boiling down my words…
I wanted to write something special for you
so here I go this is to you
no matter where you go
I won’t be far behind you when you go
you might not be able to see me
but i will be there
and if you ever need me
just look inside yourself right in there
for I’ll be in your heart
where you always have me
and you’ll be in my heart
so I can always be happy
just remember that i really love you
and there is no one i want more than you
don’t worry I know you love me too
and someday we will be together again just me and you
why do you do all these things to me
when all I ever wanted was us to be
I never really wanted it to turn out this way
I guess I’ll just have to learn and pay
that’s all my life is ever about
and I just want it all to get otu
And it was then,
her lips upon my own,
we transcended this love on
the weightlessness of
shallow breath and
perfumed skin.
Skin, flushed red, raw,
scorched with passion,
glistened as open pores wept
tears of exertion that
seasoned every crimson
track she tattooed on my flesh.
