Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Lion



i never thought you would show
nevermind stay
but you do
even when i don't
forgive me...please
for they know not what they do
these personalities split
the child,
needing mother
to keep the nightlight on
close creaking closet doors
check under beds for the boogie man i have become
the man,
needing a solid path
often walking all over you
showing the way to greener pastures
though i bring so much shit
the genius,
who struggles with normalcy
and can't quite figure out why 1+1 should only remain 2
the hustler,
needing his ride to die chick
to watch his back
when he doesn't even have his own
yet, you stay
being all these things and more
all awhile i walk through many doors
leaving you on the otherside standing in my rain
knocking gently
who gave you all those keys allowing these skeletons to stir?
i am not ready for reprieve
why are you so comfortable on this stage,
with no spotlight
except for the one i need beamed on me?
let me hide within the wings of you
you...
don't allow me to continue
rewrite these lines splitting my tongue,
injuring you
while the love notes i once wrote
get lodged between baby teeth
they can't stand the sweetness
decaying the truth i cannot speak
but don't stop searching for me within those reflective eyes
those eyes
its hard looking there sometimes
within the truth that freckles your irises
it must be what you hold onto
what you keep screaming at me with your precious puzzling prescence
though i only allow me to listen to your heartbroken smile
i want my kisses to prop up those sweet corners
run free through your forgiving lips to speak the truth of me
make me believe in me
i understand if can't take anymore
for i hang heavy on your wing torned shoulders
shake me off and back into your arms
i pray often in the name of ganja
you will not forsake me....

in progress

8 comments:

maljazur said...

Damn!

maljazur said...

...and I meant that in the most complimentary and awestruck sense! :-)

Shelle said...

LOL yes i know

Ebony Stewart said...

"don't allow me to continue
rewrite these lines splitting my tongue,
injuring you
while the love notes i once wrote
get lodged between baby teeth"

This is damn good Shelle!

Shelle said...

eb, thanks sis...had some great help on that line

CousinSarah said...

GIRL....I went through what I love about this piece with ya...oh my god...

i want my kisses to prop up those sweet corners
run free through your forgiving lips to speak the truth of me

yes mam.

my coffee is always said...

Yes, I have reread this piece as well as the others, and don't want to sound like a broken record or a cliche... but I am loving these...

Shelle said...

cuz...lol, yes and thanks for the input

kim...you will never be a cliche, my dear...and you know your word carries a heavy weight. i listen intently (smile)