Leather Twisted Lollipop
Letters From Home
Love Letter
Leather Twisted Lollipop
Dry liquid powdered sugar
taken, shaken
through an endless flowing cup
Little princess, poor lil' rich girl
penniless
when it comes to love
Insightful blind man,
gray-scale color set before him
he knows the black and white;
sunset sky
Leather twisted lollipop,
like pulling teeth from a candiless baby,
bite down side light
Derailed parked trolley car
banking near reality,
looking up at the daisy chains at
my feet
Purple feathered Boa Consrictor
sliding heavily
at my pinkish throat;
slicing through the icing on the cake
Psychotic chaos,
blissful in a sea of tranquility,
crashing,
smashing,
delicately on a whirling mist
In the shadows,
staggering from the intoxication of
everybody else's love,
her eyes cast down
like stars falling into the sea
Leaning on the crutch
that held her for so long and just gave way,
her body shattered
like an egg of glass
broken near her delicate feet
Curled up in the corner,
trying to contain the warmth she might possess,
I can hear the quiet sirens,
in the crowds,
in the peoples tears and gurgles
In this welted woe,
seared deep into a velevet pouch of marbled thoughts,
my parched throat
attempts to cry
Her little matchbox empty
and her pockets baren, her heart is twinged
in yearning for that
picture in the
window
In the shadows,
struggling form the disillusioned view of everyone else's eyes,
her love cast down,
like yesterday's
letters from home
My eyes, they gaze listlessly off into space,
dream of you.
Heart, it ponders on the passion of your kiss,
dotes on you.
Used to spin in circles, grasping for a hand to hold.
I found yours.
Used to dance by myself, my arms suspended in air.
form fits into the emptiness.
Now I'm helpless against these love-stricken sighs
saved the last dance for me.
Now I love you more than life itself.
