just another one of those odd ones… Enjoy!!
singe, singer ….
Two.. two mourning…
two morrow.. sorrow.. two much!
Sleepy, dreary, love is singed in my heart and needy.
I need it..
We’re alone.. weren’t alone.. we are not
Are not alone.. we…. Are we not alone?
In need of it.
I need it.
Stormy.. show me.. show men..
we all perform for all men
Men tall.. short, strong…perform to gain affection
many moments in mutated mockery
men… meant two… two many..
it’s lonely two day in the rain.
It’s dark in my heart lately. Monsoons growling.
The desert lurks behind the black vale of night.
It’s here .. somewhere.
I lost it somewhere along the line.
Lion.. you are a lying fool.
You lie to yourself.
I am allergic to everything.
Your full… fool… two much truth ..
I lost it.
This is getting to be two much
This duality in me.
We struggle to find balance in the bickering of peace.
My body aches in the anticipation of stress…