Old

Perpetually alone
Swept under a rug
Like the dirt I am
You are
The blue scarf of commitment
Intention and accidental bliss
Will always remain around my scabbed neck
the stories it has to tell with its’ roughly knitted wool
and my purple boots that sing songs
while my knee screams in pain
And you
And you and you and you and you and
You….

Catapulting the cantaloupe over into the clouds, up onto the hill top
spread my emotions
Desires
and philosophies
Give me that can of blue
blue paint
Catch me covered in ink, covered in ink, and I’ll cover you in
snow. Fallen from hell onto fiery masses of cortisone
and the thread about my hand, the black thread around my wrist
pull it tight, pull it tight, pull it
till it falls, until I fall, fall, fall!
Beneath, into your enchantment, your trap
those harsh blades of steel, those silver fangs larger than my head
ready to pull out my soul

But my soul, my soul, is already torn
into many horocurx
many horocrux
that I shall now never die, my life will live on
those thousands and thousands of pages
those millions and billions of words
are my soul
my soul, my soul, my cut blue fuzzy soul
is always there for everyone to
see.

Bleed me
Bleed my ink
Bleed my words

Let my soul consume you
with my bizarre logic you don’t care to listen to and
join me, join me, join me, swept under that vanilla coke rug
the black fuzzy rug
the leaf covered rug
that we cannot get clean

Cover me, cover me, cover me in red, let me fall, let me fall, let me fall….

Catapult into bliss, oblivion where fear is not rejection but redemption, where we
want to fall to temptation, to sin, to the horrors to the heaven hell!
To the black waters of doom swirling amiss our skulls letting the sea monsters
lick our teeth, covering our breath with their green slime
green slime, green slime
where we stutter and repeat,
repeat, repeat, repeat
because we must, we cannot understand without the repetition

Take my soul,
Read my soul, fall into my soul, fill my soul
Here you hold a piece of it
A torn battered piece of it
You have a horocrux
Use it to your advantage
Snuff out part of my life
Destroy it, destroy it, destroy it
Destroy my words, my bliss, my oblivion, my redemption, my contempt ion

Change it, change it, change it, change
Me
You want to I can see it, see it, blue
You hate my hair the water it conveys, the blue I interpret to many different things
You hate, you hate, you accuse, you encapsulate

Take this journey with me, this mile of a walk
Up a hill, down a hill, never stopping never breathing,
With nothing but far too much thinking
Take this walk with me, the journey this never-ending voyage

Watch as behind me I litter my soul
Leaving it for the worst, for the best, for whatever animal may take our path
that we will make through the grass, and the rocks, and the red pumice soil
Through the trees, whose needles keep stabbing me in the eyes, forcing
Cries! Of pain and hunger and….

Never-the-less