He approached me today
like customers do with a strange request that reminded me of me
So, I made him exactly what he was craving and, OF COURSE, I let him have it all for free
He then looked me deep into my eyes and his face painted a smile that
showed me a distinct level of new respect
Then, he quickly turned to the right and made sure to show me his familiar swag as he gracefully went the opposite way..
Well, at least we finally intersected for Gods sake...and for our own
I am glad he came forth to be the one to break that stubborn ice...but Ill be better once I feel the throngs of passion in the moments just after he shows me how he throws his bone
I would let him own me if that is what it is going to take
I have been plagued by the worry of what I could say to him to get at least one of my feet through his sexy, mysterious little door
So that I can run around and cut the locks off all his windows so that anytime I want to come back for more I will be able to find my way in for sure..
A cure for me lies within him somehow...
A grapevine was grown just by me mentioning him without even knowing his real name, and through that grapevine I started hearing little things about him like , for instance, he came here from my homeland, so that means our homeland is already the same...then, of course they mentioned his real name...
Back home, I have known two others...so it is already been proven to be a part of the design within my fate
I wonder who he hated enough to have ended up here in this tiny little town just like me
It is highly likely that I have been drawn here to free him, along with a handful of similar soldiers that would love to be mine
If this is the reason, than this poem is being channeled and written through me right now for the soul reason of finally telling me just that..
The truth always comes in a heated instant
All the time I spent just sitting there wondering when exactly it would be when I would know
I am sure that our love will grow on its own now while we are both strapped to the silence rather than being noticed on facebook and expecting it to work out at the same time...
The last thing we need is Papparazi ..the permanent pain in the ass that roars much worse than the rest of the crowd
For whatever reason, every damned time that I have been falling into love, my business suddenly becomes way too loud and crystal clear
This time around, they can all go to Hell to kick their rocks just like they have done so well for the past year
They cannot see, hear, or sense anything that is really going on
I will blind them, deafen them, make numb and useless all of their senses if they even go so far as to think of trying one of their laughable little maneuvers
They suck like their Hoovers when it comes to research...looking for little birdies by scrutinizing what lies everywhere but never even looking up into the vastness we call the Sky
Their is no need for them to believe that they can figure us out....We are the Kirby family and we are out of their price range
All that they need to know is that we are closer than just friends..and they have no idea even what the fuck that being a real one entails
This moment here and now is where the Bruja curse officially ends forever, this is the last one of their plots that ultimately fails
I told them all to go back to their spiritless gardens and be snails years ago and they all took my advice and went
So, it is anyones guess what inflated their egos so immensely that they are convinced that they are here to start over, as if anyone ever gave them their permission to return..
They have all at some point had their sicknesses fed by witnessing me slowly burn down to my ashes before..I am convinced that their has never been any score that we are supposed to settle
They just pretend to ignore me as if I was never there...Yet, they make it so obvious that they actually are well aware
They care even less than I do, thankfully
They are actually dumb enough to believe that I am unaware of all of my surroundings
So, with all of the joy of the Season as their cover, I know that they came here to convince me of their importance by singing to me their umpteenth Noels..
I will make damned sure that all of your efforts to help them wont just keep going on unnoticed
They would be better off stealing somebody elses coins out of wishing wells
Bitches, when it comes to music, I need nobody...I am the entire fucking choir...catch that on fleek...get it straight!
So, now I will kill you with the vibrato in the words that I sing like all of the birds in the sky
As you all die from your own piercing daggers composed of your envy and hate
You will suffer watching me bask in the radiant light of true love
Your eyes will burn as you have no other choice but to see me succeed in everything that I choose to do...
But, being the exalted being that I am, I am going to vanish and save you all many hours of useless mourning by ridding myself eternally from the dislikes of all of you...
1/02/2019