Monday, May 24, 2010

brother ali

You say I made you fall in love with me
Wish I could make you fall in love with you
You believed in the magic that us could be
And what that you and I means one could do
Every instinct you had said run from me
That this newfound touch is uncomfortable
And to truly stand naked in front of me
Or yourself for that then matter is something new
I take no pride knowing that
You avoid the mirror to shun what you despise
Never knew the beauty you came here with
Till the first time you caught your reflection in my eyes
Never you mind what I see in you
Grow because you're beautiful, not because I need you to
Grow till you outstretch every single piece of you
Heaven will see you through but you got to believe it's true
Go write your story
Even if in the end you might outgrow me
I'll always treasure the chapter that was mine
And twist through time with a smile knowing you're free

[Chorus]
Puppy love is real to a puppy
I still want to feel you touch me
I'm not saying leave me, please just be free
I love you so much, I don't want you to need me
Puppy love's real to a puppy
I still want to feel you up under me
Not saying leave me, please just be free
I love you so much, I don't want you to need me

Sunday, May 23, 2010

science of the psychotic

There I was

Curled up beside her on the couch

She was the person who shut out everything else

For some good old fashion security

But at the same time

The ideas she introduced in her stories, shook me

To my very core

Made me question every little thing I thought was true before

Tonight though,

Bring it on

I’m ready



“Listen up,” She said

as I lay beside her wrapped up in the warm comfort zone of her arms,

“I’ve got a tale to tell tonight”



The instant these words drifted through the air

To me

I was no longer here

In my mind I was there

Standing

In front of a huge building

Bars at the windows

Of padded cells

Straight jackets hang like prom dresses in the closets

Obviously an asylum



My natural instincts tell me to be afraid

The clinically insane have often infiltrated my brain

.. scared the living shit outta me



but from somewhere, everywhere, and yet only in my head

that familiar comforting voice, spoke some unknown narration

and this is what she said



this is not the place your mind makes you to believe

you fear them because they don’t think like you do

but is that such a bad thing?



I approach the entrance, still cautious

I walk down an empty hallway

To double doors

with the only windows with lights on the other side

I enter

Only to find a semi circle of the hospitals patients

No straight jackets

Just them, sitting in their chairs, like

thrones



The voice states this:

Each person here believes they are the only sane person on the planet

And so, they are labeled INsane

But the fact is, they may have grasped a truth that few ‘normal’ people ever have



And here’s the good part,

The part where the music either starts or stops

Depending on which would be more suspenseful



These people understand,

That each of them is an individual

They don’t let the world around them tell them who to be

They KNOW

We all have ourselves to find and discover

What fits

For us



I sat down on the floor

Just listening



This counsel of ‘fools’ may have been the greatest meeting of minds ever in history



Then,

It stopped.



I knew it was time to leave

As I did so the narrators voice returns



“you see, it’s your job to find out what’s true for you, what YOU believe, once you do that, nothing can shake you, nobody can question or affect you.”



I slowly awoke, still in her loving embrace,

She asleep also



My thoughts went over what had just happened

And I thought..

For myself

Perhaps for the first time ever

Saturday, May 8, 2010

I'll never have to buy adjacent plots of earth
We'll never have to rot together underneath dirt
I'll never have to lose my baby in the crowd
I should be laughing right now