jeudi 18 juillet 2013

Je ne fume plus - Evening

When the day is done
sadness comes
like ruinous 
like heavy
like undone

I climb into bed
and the thoughts rain down
until I'm drowning
and all i can wish for
is a swimming lesson

the horizon is lost
purple to dark
under coverlets
with music in my ears
to remind me of

everything i've done
everything i didn't do
how i was never enough
and now how alone i am
because of it

je ne fume plus
in the evenings
nothing can help
this sadness
so I must go with it

when i wake 
before dawn
i'll shake it from my hips
and detach my lips
from its kisses

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