May 26, 2011

• Shrink Wrap

  Illogic Circuit

  My down-time thinking smelled like smoke
  nobody even got the joke
  or if they did it didn’t show
  I’ve told all of the jokes I know
  and waited there until time to go
  with hang-down head and sorry eyes
  no one could even criticize
  for lack of feeling critical
  my neck wrapped in umbilical
  I felt her love and walked away
  since what needs said I cannot say
  and feel I should not anyway
  for light shines brightest in the dark
  I think my thinking caused a spark

  Emotion Sickness

  Her words without meaning but feeling revealing
  Her longing for knowing for what she would long
  Her messages garbled, birds warbled no clearer
  Much dearer to her was to whom she’d belong

  She would be his possession, confession withstanding
  She wasn’t demanding but standing behind
  She’d tease as she pleased and she pleases so easy
  Much pleasing was forfeit somehow in her mind

  His heart was a part of his notion of devotion
  His trust was a must that was just about knowing
  His growing was showing reclusive but strong
  Much ado would ensue as to where he was going
  And going was about knowing he couldn’t be wrong

  • 5:43 pm
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