late night musing

Standard

I wrap myself in trappings

And I’ve trapped myself but good

Stuck between my mouthing

Lines of what I should

And slow inside I’m dripping

And melting froze like ice

And lo` I’ve found my heart here

I may have found it twice

And so I break the silence

By smashing on the wall

That which stole my focus

By coming to my call

And calling out your name now

And naming you but true

I think I see you truly

In a way you never do

So please, do not judge me

Was I supposed to leave

when you eyes had barely spoken

A careful worded plea?

__________________________

 

Disguising guise of worship I am sitting on my knees

Sending out a message to things I don’t believe

Pleading with the passion, and fighting light of day

Confusion infused with rapture, and fighting lips to say

Sorry I was soaring and courting with disaster

Singing you your praises, and thought to thank you after

So know that I had heaven held captive in my hand

And chose to let it slip through, like tiny grains of sand

And now instead I’m ripping a grip that’s close to hell

And drowning in the fury, Cause I hold myself as well

And hold me to a lamp-post and send me in the mail

And don’t forget the post-script, P.S. to me: you failed

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About Keats

Oh I'm sassy and I'm sexy, So silly sweet-and-sour Delightfully disastrous And deliciously dour I'm flippantly foolish, Filled I am with fear Can't concentrate completely, and my conduct isn't clear But to bravely be my best I Bring bravado back, BEHOLD!

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