By: Barbara Jane Reyes
you dream in the language of dodging bullets and
new, sexy diagnoses have been added to the lexicon on your behalf
("charlie don't surf," has also been added to the
lexicon on your behalf.)
in this home that is not our home, we have
mutually exiled each
other. I walk down your street in the rain, and I do
not call you. I
walk in the opposite direction of where I know to find you. that we
do not speak is louder than bombs.
there are times that missing you is a matter of
procedure. now is
not one of those times. there are times when
missing you hurts. so
it comes to this, vying for geography. there is a
prayer stuck in my
throat. douse me in gasoline, my love, and strike a
match. let's see
this prayer ignite to high heaven.
I chose this poem because...
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
I don't know why I'm still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you'll always be my hero
Even thought you're lost your mind
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Oh, I love the way you lie
Now there's gravel in our voices
Glass is shattered from the fight
In this tug of war you'll always win
Even when I'm right
'Cause you feed me fables from your hand
With violent words and empty threats
And it's sick that all these battles
Are what keeps me satisfied
So maybe I'm a masochist
I try to run but I don't wanna leave
'Til the walls are goin' up
In smoke with all out memories
It's morning, you wake, a sun ray hits your face
Smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction
Hush baby, speak softly, tell me you'really awfully sorry
That you pushed me into the coffee table last night
So I can push you off me
Try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me
Run out the room and I'll follow you like a lost puppy
Baby, without you I'm nothing, I'm so lost, hug me
Then tell me how ugly I am, but that you'll always love me
Then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the
Destructive path that we're on, two psychopaths but we
Know that no matter how many knives we put in each other's back
That we'll have each other's backs, cause we're that lucky
Together, we move mountains, let's not make mountains out of mokehills,
You hit me twice, yeah, but who's countin'?
I may have hit you three times, I'm startin' to lose count
But together, we'll live forever, we found the youth fountain
Our love is crazy, we're nuts, but I refuse counsellin'
This house is too huge, if you move out I'll burn all two thousand
Square feet of it to the ground, ain't nothin' you can do about it
'Cause with you I'm in my mind, without you I'm out of it
I love the way you lie [3x]
Does it make us argue and fight?
Does it ignore us?
Does it miss us when we are gone?
Or is it a camouflage for what resembles rage?
Perhaps its why we stay up at night
It's the thing we dream about
It can make us feel like we are going nowhere sometimes
But it is what keeps us alive
It's what holds us together
It is what is left at the end of the day
When we are no longer young and beautiful
And it is what sends us to our grave
This is love.