CJP's
Friday, June 13, 2008
Peeping Tom
I don't see why it is entirely
necessary for you to poke into
every corner you find as if
there were some sort of
monster or other absurdity
lurking in it when really
I'm just a rather private
person, and I don't appreciate
nosiness especially that
under the pretense of idle
curiosity bludgeoned into
an "issue" by some vague
notion that I'm hiding a
walrus in the closet.
necessary for you to poke into
every corner you find as if
there were some sort of
monster or other absurdity
lurking in it when really
I'm just a rather private
person, and I don't appreciate
nosiness especially that
under the pretense of idle
curiosity bludgeoned into
an "issue" by some vague
notion that I'm hiding a
walrus in the closet.
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
breakthrough
you're bound to take it further
however unnecessary
i wish you knew how badly it really hurts
but you're still living in that girlish
dreamworld where pain
is a pillow you rest on
you run so fast you dont notice the thorns
headlong into the briar
looking for roses that dont exist
look up my friend
roses grow on the end of the stem
not in the midst of it
someday you'll rise above all this
look below
and find what you're looking for
but not until you get up and out
out of the thorns blocking the sun
out of the leaves covering your eyes
you'll fly someday above it all
you'll see the path you broke
crooked and bloody
drops of you left behind
you'll wish you'd found another way
however unnecessary
i wish you knew how badly it really hurts
but you're still living in that girlish
dreamworld where pain
is a pillow you rest on
you run so fast you dont notice the thorns
headlong into the briar
looking for roses that dont exist
look up my friend
roses grow on the end of the stem
not in the midst of it
someday you'll rise above all this
look below
and find what you're looking for
but not until you get up and out
out of the thorns blocking the sun
out of the leaves covering your eyes
you'll fly someday above it all
you'll see the path you broke
crooked and bloody
drops of you left behind
you'll wish you'd found another way
