Words.

Are there no ends to the tricks you can make words perform?

Friday, January 27, 2012

Sneaky

I’m gonna sneak into your heart
make off with the kids making out next to your locker
take off with someone else’s erasers from art class
and this time,
i won’t give ‘em back
I’m gonna scale the buildings
and take photos of the angels, like paparazzi that wont be caught
I’m gonna see what it takes to take you seriously, again
I’m gonna sneak back into the past
and rewrite our future
by redoing the beginning –
making foreclosure on the relationship redundant
and fastening the seat-belts so that this time
my belief won’t go through the window.

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