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Focus
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if i could only keep my mind on one thing,
anything... focus you fucker!
dashing, slipping, conniving from page to page
image to image, ass to ass, code to code.
and who will take the blame for this inability.... each and every individual
that publish this roaring, deafening monster of information?
too thick to penetrate with such a bourgeois mind,
but not stupid enough to stop worrying about it.
one thought enters only to be raped by another
urging, surging in the direction of the next hit (counter)
"no time to finish... I need something new"
Quick, hurry... damn bottlenecked cables...
and now i'm afraid I wont even be able to finish thi..........
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Time
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Script flows by, rapidly scrolling through N after N.
Why look for something to permanently mark you upon me
when you are in the next room awaiting my smile.
Why do i waste my time in front of this screen,
when i could slow time down holding you in my arms
nursing you to sleep with a soft, breathless lullaby
I promise I will always make time for you,
twenty four hours will be seamless for us both
each reflected in our eyes.... my daughter, my life.
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Hit, run, fly.
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I'm sorry, i didn't mean to scare you
you hesitated for a second, then took off.
I really wish that person driving that car
had been late for work, or early... just not where you wanted to go.
Your friend, lover, brother, sister... whoever,
I could see them cry when you got spat out of the right wheel.
I though you had died, so I kept walking with my guilt
only a few metres though, then I thought I'd better check...
a little grey lump on the road you were,
but a breathing lump, frightened eyes open.
i approached and you didn't try to get away
broken body? broken legs? I don't know... but Ill try to help.
i picked you up... put you back where I first scared you
but I was late for work....
I'll come back to check on you,
to see if you are getting better... if not, ill take you home.
feed you, keep you warm
and ill nurse my guilt while I'm nursing you
poor little bird.
I've become quite taken with poetry.. and I don't know why.
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Go give a dick to a goat....that's gotta be the most awesome derogatory comment ive heard in a long time!
Flemish or dutch? Well...never one to run away from the fact i was wrong...smack my arse. Really? Shit!