picture yourself ressurected
a flower or a fish
everything that you expected
from me to grant your wish
knowing that all is connected
knowing all that is
i write it again and again i am longing to touch and to kiss
autumn grows colder and colder
warmer still inside
my poetry slower and slower
with nothing left to hide
just when i thought it was [bad word] back to life
the devil i’m thankful that’s gone is the same type of devil i miss
beggars and bangers are crawling
in and out of sight
i am the one who’s been calling
your name into the night
some things will live on a promise
better kept inside
i see that you like it when i am around putting you to the test
lovers with secrets will undo
all of their mistakes
calm under pressure the kind who
sleep halfway awake
when i am done i will do what ever it will take
to try it all over again and begin with with the best of the best