Luke Saint
07-11-2007, 12:22 PM
Her Hair
7/21/03
What color was her hair?
The texture changes as the hue erupts into a frenzy of climatic perceptions.
Touches are tasted and smiled upon.
Colors are wasted and piled on.
Excess denies success of a perfect world.
Under the light the color is pale.
But fear not, it's only yourself that you can fail.
For upon what sullen vow did you deem yourself worthy of humanity?
Give up on me, I failed you.
Give up on me, I'm not worth it.
It's all addictions in my head "I know."
But all these thoughts just came too slow.
I'm sorry I did you wrong.
I was your bird that flew away
Like a soft West Wind out to play.
I am the shadow at the edge of your mind.
Ignore me, it only helps me withdraw farther.
What was God thinking when he gave me life?
Was it just a fluke or a nagging wife?
"Send out one to see the worst."
Give up on me, I broke my word.
Give up on me, I'm a wretch.
Give up on me, I deserve death.
If I had super powers for one day,
I woud fly up to Heaven and punch God in the face.
Isolated, lonely, alone, solo, incomplete:
I am the bass line of a song called 'Thinking'.
Do you want me to sing or play the guitar,
Degenerate myself to the state of a puppet?
NO MORE!
...If only I would have said to her, "I like your hair."
7/21/03
What color was her hair?
The texture changes as the hue erupts into a frenzy of climatic perceptions.
Touches are tasted and smiled upon.
Colors are wasted and piled on.
Excess denies success of a perfect world.
Under the light the color is pale.
But fear not, it's only yourself that you can fail.
For upon what sullen vow did you deem yourself worthy of humanity?
Give up on me, I failed you.
Give up on me, I'm not worth it.
It's all addictions in my head "I know."
But all these thoughts just came too slow.
I'm sorry I did you wrong.
I was your bird that flew away
Like a soft West Wind out to play.
I am the shadow at the edge of your mind.
Ignore me, it only helps me withdraw farther.
What was God thinking when he gave me life?
Was it just a fluke or a nagging wife?
"Send out one to see the worst."
Give up on me, I broke my word.
Give up on me, I'm a wretch.
Give up on me, I deserve death.
If I had super powers for one day,
I woud fly up to Heaven and punch God in the face.
Isolated, lonely, alone, solo, incomplete:
I am the bass line of a song called 'Thinking'.
Do you want me to sing or play the guitar,
Degenerate myself to the state of a puppet?
NO MORE!
...If only I would have said to her, "I like your hair."