Here and There

A Boy With Roses

The problem has laid down in the gut

Long enough for me to forget

I was a number in the system

Just getting started

 

The problem has found a home

Like a toy made from the finest clay

Germane to a soul in purgatory

Plugging away

 

Here and there, I crave euphoria                                                                                         

Lying on the shoulder of the mountain                                                                             

Drinking pools of nectar                                                                                                   

My mind is a road with no end

 

I'm going and going and still

Everywhere I go I'm reminded of the past

I have capsized, I have capsized

In a snowdrift

 

I have capsized

Capsized in a snowdrift

I plan to flourish all season long

Killing my concrete suspicions

 

I'm crowded like a gymnasium

As the light penetrates me

I'm a translucent sheet

White as a pebble

 

I landed without my crash helmet                                                                                       

Left my mark like muddy footprints                                                                             

Got everything covered in grime                                               

I'm destined to shine. 



 

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 9th, 2020 04:49
  • Category: Unclassified
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