The Tainted Getaway
They piss me off
Secure lid should be
Included in the cost
Analogous to life
Yearning to verb
Nouns break my heart
They truly do
People, places, and things
They rarely ever come through
And adjectives- they’re pretty
I mean, technically, right?
But their emptiness falls short
And keeps me up at night
Searching for a voice
A tense, a number, a mood
Or maybe just a choice…?
Perhaps a genuine connection
A half of one piece of a puzzle
I’ll take any scrap I can get
If it means warmth, security & a nuzzle
Fairly certain this train stops here
Fairly convinced the jig is up
Truthful now, as a mother fucker
Yet still afraid of a captured close up
A conjunction could be nice
Synchronicity can be beautiful
Blessed with many a vice
And the sarcasm is quite dutiful
I will miss my dog
She keeps me judicious and snug
Never underestimate the power of listening
Without offering feedback or playing the judge
Sometimes we just need a basic fucking hug
Calm the fuck down
And lighten the fuck up
Your perspicacity makes you such a dud
What’s so difficult about love?
& laughter thereof?
We’re all dying hereof
And running, whereof?
If we sit still together
We might make it out from under
The thumb of
Every indirect lie which…
Unfortunately fits us like a glove.
We lie to ourselves
Say we’re undeserving of
Everything our souls desire
Refusing to let go of
What weighs a ton
Like the strangelove
Or the love that serves to strangle us…
Or the younglove
Versus the love that keeps us young.
Yeah, see now I’m intrigued
By the many parts which equal this sum.
It doesn’t have to cease to be fun
Just because seriousness ensued
I’m just a product of what I accept
And you’re just a representative of what you’ve grown used to
It sucks that I LOVE YOU
But I do
But I’ll be halfway across the country soon
And you’ll still be sleeping in til’ noon.
California likes me
It told me so in my dreams
& since all I want is to belong
I’m gonna go where I’m best seen
And it’s not about the attention
It’s not about the social scene
It’s about the authenticity
And feeling regarded rather than screened
Lord knows I tried to keep
Myself smooth and preened
But I’m just as filthy as I seem
And I’ll cry as you surely
Forget all about me
But that’s just life
I don’t know
I don’t know
I hate this part
You’re ruining my getaway
It’s supposed to feel exciting & crazy
But I’m only crazy about you.
Goodbye my unknowing love
I pray for you daily
To have everything which you deserve
You have so much good you don’t even recognize
I hope someone points it out to you one day
I would have, gladly.