Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Dig.

there is too much to me
than to be locked up in a box,
to be kept secret. there is
too much.
too much substance.
too much light.
too much love to give.
than to let my desire simmer
in a poorly lit room, where
blues are kept.  dreams are
dreamt, a dive in the sea of
unhappiness. there is too
much - lovemaking to be
making groaning moaning
toes curling tongue twirling
sweet sweat body
sucking..
too much fucking.
there is more to me
than to be caged, a ragamuffin of rage breaking free.
too much more to me.
than to be somebody's nobody
somebody's what if
somebody's maybe.
too much to me than to feel..
petty
envious
jealousy. too much to me.
S p a c e
give me eternity
there is too much to me to wait on anybody.

there is too much to me
than to be locked up in a box,
to be kept secret.

there is too much..