Circling Lines

once again another day
of hoping and waiting
and nothing quite happening

circles and lines
circles lead nowhere
and lines lead to despair

i want to go someplace
somewhere that will displace
the hoping and waiting

the circles and lines
circles go 'round
lines going down

curvature of lines
lovely and wonderful

perfectly straight
perfection and beauty

i want to go someplace
somewhere that will displace
the hoping and waiting

the lines and circles
lining circles
circling lines

Laceration

the repeating tone
knowing shes no longer there
but holding on anyways

i cant go in either direction
i cant hurt someone else
my hearts all made up
but it cant bring itself to rip off
it cant go through with the action

its all so serious but its all so silly
serious is delirious
simplicity must ensue
its not a big deal
it doesnt really matter
dont hurt
dont feel
dont choose
whats real?

i cant do this now
i cant bring myself to do it now
i think, i feel
for the tattered doll
i cant bring myself to hurt it anymore
so many see her and pass her by
dont love her for who she is -- why?

i praise and i pray
i hold and i hope
i shouldnt have latched on
then the painful rip wouldn't be

callous and caring
painful unsharing
i dont want to be
the terrible tearer
who brings so much terror

a simple decision
complicated division
division which will divide
the end -- be the same?

Couldn't Be Meant To Be

the screen empties
save one window
the cursor blinks
he waits for words
words that won't come
words that aren't meant to come
words that couldn't possibly be meant to be
just as they couldn't possibly be meant to be

then he thought
thought of where he was
the idiocy
and the hopelessness
hopeless to be
they couldn't be meant to be

why was he like this?
what were these words?
what would they mean?
they would mean nothing
filled to the top and spilling over
they couldn't be meant to be

Escape

he just wants to lie on the couch
lie there
cuddling with a person or blanket
he doesnt care
all that he has is a blanket
a blanket

the awkward feeling is gone
the sense of being out of place has passed
the world is at balance
his head on the pillow and blanket in his arms
he has finally escaped
and now he's alone