stupid little words

Here are some poems/lyrics that i wrote last night.

My way.

There’s only one show.
It’s my way.
Whether I get it or not,
Who is there to tell?

And when the curtains rise,
I’ll be gone.
And it will look like choice,
But for the mop on the floor.

There’s only one plot,
I steer it.
Who is there to argue,
That I didn’t plan it?

I hope they believe.
And I hope you believe,
That I made it all,
That I knew it all the ‘till end.

#2

making my way on out
taking my place right now
taking the blame is how
I want to go here on out

I wanted a yard with grass
To drink white wine by glass
To make that look last
Until old age had passed

But then there’s you
Your desires coming true
Your fear separates the two
Just itching to start anew.


Streetwalker

You tell me to take a piece of cloth
To cover up my sins
You touch in the right places
But it’s the wrong person.
You walk next to me
You can’t leave me
You won’t leave me
Am I an enigma?
A body part?
An interest?
Will you let it go?
Or are you attracted to power?
You want it, but can’t
You want to take it away
And you do
When you mock me
With your soft words
And your strong hands
Those hands rest for no one
They heed no one
They eat and eat 
And my words fall on deaf ears.


# 4

I don’t think
That an untied wife
Means an untied life.
There’s still something inside.

It’s not me
To be so hush and mum
Am I as small
As the cockbox I’ve become?


How does an empty heart
Have so much to say?
When serenity is bliss,
The mind is stayed.