For those who saw my spoken word video but wanted to read my actual poem - here you go! "Love-Crushed Crash" I believe in you leaving me. Me loving you is just asking for that ass-kicking straight into my heart. I know it deep down inside – we’re not meant to be some kinda masterpiece or work of art. The way I see this story meeting it’s end is with us simply torn apart. It’s just a matter of fact and that’s that. Naw – no happy ending for us two. It’s just ~ back to life ~ back to reality ~ an escape out this fantasy. Drifting to sleep I find peace with convincing myself I have no need to know you. I’m busy - erasing the racing thoughts of you running past the signs flashing by in my mind. Green means go. Like when we first met and things were oh-soooo perfect We talked for hours on end from philosophy to theology; You opened my outlook on society. Dam, check you out - you even inspiring my poetry. Yellow means slow down. Like the last time I last hugged you I practically jumped into your arms. I remember. Now you probably think I’m weirder. Little did I know that feeling had yet to set off its’ alarm. I wish I hit snooze back then because looking back on that moment I wish I didn’t have to wake up from it. Red means stop. Like that time I did. Deep down I wanted to lose myself in every inch of you. But the buzzer went off and the switch got flipped. It was time for me to move ahead and exit the matrix. It’s where I’m at now – this state of miss pessimistic. But should I remiss the pest that was buggin you with mist. The kind that spits out bits of her wishing she was missed. But sometimes I contemplate if I was driving at the right speed rate. Should I have made a U-turn? Did I learn enough to earn my learner’s permit permitting me to run into you without any sense? Or is that I have no autolove insurance and I’m just the naïve one driving you without a license? If I passed go again was I just meant to end up in jail behind the bars of your grasp on my core. Hmm let’s think about this monopoly you’ve got on me once more. I always thought you’d cut me off but was that just invisible caution tape I put up between me and you and our destiny to take off? If I took the 101 North to get to know you why would I detour South as soon as the roads got a little wet? Shoulda connected to the 405 South to your soul and takin that to the 10 West destination reached: 143 Immersion St. Apt. Whole. But see it shouldn’t be a shock that the 405 doesn’t connect to the 101 and the highways to see inside of me are marked by way to many road blocks. I’ve got construction going on in my carpool lane cuz, you see, this one time, I got into a huge accident so I’m just hopin you see my sig alert and maybe have the patience to get through my traffic.
Posted on: Wed, 31 Jul 2013 20:38:02 +0000
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