Ahh..
Welcome,
An hourglass frame welcome's my greetings
& it's time sinks seldom slow in our meetings.
Ears scoot to make room for lips to face it;
cheeks are tight in moments,
which are now re-ran clips in my head.
In playback's
I see that it was never me that did it,
she got the best of me
& effected means of livin'.
Cupid’s shot missed
ricocheted from hell's doors
I guess the minute hit, when I
tell them, ‘nevermore‘.
depleted from this;
break down ole' wagon -
we have a ways' left.
I'm angry all the time, standing in line,Yes..
planning a new life so I can't be deprived.
Changing my ways, and repainting my shame,
re-framing the place where I been claiming you're pain.
And draining the rain so someday, I can walk away,
playing with the match that's been waiting for a flame.
Name's engraving a path that's staining with ash,
and breaking the glass that's containing my laughs.
It never lasts, those better nights set aside,
whether right, or wrong, under the weather, I try.
But failure and success are derailed on a jest,
mail burns in a mess where you impale me through the chest.
... here I still stand...