Friday, 25 May 2012

Come Back

Balloons of happiness,
Ephemeral.
Slowness of emotion and action
Twinkling thoughts
Of sacrilegious disorder.


The queen moon.
The clouds.
The birds.
The birds are envious,
The birds are envious of the
Clouds.


The stars are humid tonight.

We're all going to fall
Into depths
Of guilty pools.
Come here, why don't you.
Come here.
Come here.
Tired of cliches.
Come here.
Silences.
Overempty.
Sweet.
Streams.
Blood.
Prone to excitement.
Who's my friend.
Who is it.
Somethings.
Something.
In the way.
She loves.
Have fun.
Ooh ooh ooh.
Streams of consciousness.
White.
Black.
Differences breed hatred.
It also breeds love.
Love.
I'm perfect.
Come back.


O.
I wish I could come to life.
I wish I could exist forever in this state of intoxication.
Nothing is real.
I can see.
I can perceive.
Don't take this away.
Make this my reality.
Come back.


I'm sorry.
For being here.
For doing this.
I'm sorry.
Maybe I'm not.
But if it'll make you come back,
Come back.

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