Friday, June 26, 2009

my castles

everyone wants a name to say in answer
some people just prefer chances
and to run away to run to you
is never what i really meant
i just sort of expected my heartbeat to pause
dramatically and join the downbeat

i waited too long but i wanted to
and i wanted pieces of paper with
a print more visible than a lifeline
briefly pressed to mine on a page
a rubber stamp of monday skies
and my risky knife-edge age

the backs of your knees are prettier than mine
and i guess there were some people who knew the truth
so maybe all we needed was a little more time
because i wasn’t one of them
and neither were you, and scents fade
but i meant it to happen that way

4 comments:

the unholy atlantic said...

this is kind of vague but i like the occasional rhyming.

Ianthe Wilde said...

vague? for once i feel like i know exactly what you're talking about. (within the poetic sphere anyhow, i usually know what you're talking about.)

the unholy atlantic said...

WELL MAYBE I JUST SUCK AT INTERPRETING THINGS, OK :<<<<<<

Coweh said...

i love you.

p.s. i'm bad at sending postcards but you'll get one at my jetlag party.