Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Still Generous

Battered, tortured,
Witnessed by many;
Throw away the blanket,
You’ve got nothing to hide.
No, darling, there’s nothing worthwhile.

Nervous laughter,
Fills this room;
C’mon you know it’s not true,
I don’t feel blue.
No, darling, there’s nothing worthwhile.

Feels like growing up,
All over again…
The memory of the cocoon,
Still fresh, fresh.
No, darling, there’s nothing worthwhile.

Take your time,
Really fast.
Don’t make this last,
Coz it ain’t worth it.
No, darling, there’s nothing worthwhile.

This volcano sleeps, rests…
Don’t shake it,
Don’t wake it.
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