candicalifornia
of all the science and logic and facts
knowing the difference between good and evil
the difference between right and wrong
i still look into your eyes riddled with specks of gold and brown
and i fold
My woven dress was such a mess as he caressed my supple breast.
I must confess I dispossessed virginity with much success.
His soft caress made me assess the painfulness of his impress
Nevertheless, as you can guess, I did transgress all of this stress
But I digress
We stood in the middle of the room among slivers of broken glass and overturned furniture.
I saw the beginning of a tear glitter at the edge of her eye and I was immediately sorry.
I didn’t mean to make her cry, I was just upset.
I raised my hand to place on her shoulder, but she flinched.
The gesture scared her.
“It was just a reflex,” she stammered.
It was just a reflex, but it broke my heart.
Somewhere in the distance, an alarm clock blares
Sending the world on their way
Feet chattering on the sidewalk
People herding like cattle
The hands on the clock, they turn
I stand among them
And on that dirty sidewalk, as they make their rounds
I try to find some meaning in it all
Sea water on the rocks into vodka on the rocks.
Skinned knees and band-aids into bruised knees and cover-up.
Bedtime stories into bedtime sorry’s.
I age, therefore I lack.
Stand, harsh with no remorse.
Live, provide, be a man.
Stand and face the world.
Reject cowardice.
Be a man.
Beaten, broken, hurt, belittled.
Never able to walk with pride?
Shame on you.
Through the fire and over broken glass I stride.
And i felt her eyelashes graze my cheek as we hugged. For some reason, it reminded me of my childhood. Her long lashes representing wistful beauty and promise of youth...
the depth of the soul runs farther down the rabbit hole than you think.