Friday, October 23, 2009

HANG :: 2008

I was up for the challenge
Because intuition motivated
My persevering tongue,
But now months later
I have barely climbed this ladder
Hangin’ on the bottom rung.
And I see you lack
The intrigue
The mystery
To know me,
And I see you lack
The respect
To treat me
Like you do
Somebody
I am a cancellation ticket
An uneasy ‘yes’
To hang
Turnin’ into a maybe
I am shot up
Riddled with bullets
And I crawled back to you
Like a lil baby

I wanted you
To know me
Like i wanted
To hang onto
Your every word
I wanted you
To feel like
My attention
Was something
Well served
I threw you
A straight line
You threw
Me a curve
I don’t have
The heart
To chase this
With verve

I think
I felt hung
Out to dry
I think
I wasted
Time
Questioning why
When
I should
Let
Sleepin dogs
Lie
Lie
Lie

Realization
Trickled
Like warm
Blood
As I looked
Upward
From
A pool
Of mud
Scopin'
The face
Of the one
Who shoved
The one
Who I wanted
To give my
Love

Ha!
Incredible
To fall
Like this
To not have
Even grasped
A single
Kiss
Was pure
Mental
Static bliss
Emotively
Potent
Obsessively
Amiss
I hung myself
Out to dry
For this
For this?

Ha!
I have
Men
Intelligent
And
Fine
As hell
They scope
So hard
Beggin
To ring
My bell
There is
No drama
No angst
To foretell
They ask me
Out
And i say
Well....
Cool, sounds good
Let's hit
The batting cage
Effortless
Is the attraction
And that
Confounds the
Paid wage
I thought
A challenge
Was a quest
For affection
But now
I see
I needed
Some retrospection
Because
Love is
Free
To give
And effortless
To let go of
With someone
You want
To
Hang with

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