Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Rushing In...

I rush in...

Mind prying mouth open,

vommiting out all of my imperfection in spurts.

wincing in between...

peering through squinted eyes

awaiting the moment you tire of my self deprecation.

I spill it all on the ground

to gauge how far you'll bear my burdens.

surely you will sink like the rest...

floating is uncommon among men it seems.

My walls quickly change from concrete to glass

in order for you to see me

but not touch me (still some control)

Vulnerable I am ,

but not completely exposed.

Experience advises time to step in

before placing my heart in your custody,

and I do heed this lesson.

1 comment:

Courtney Moore said...

this has to be the best thing i've ever read from you.
diction and rhythm, amazing.

dude. this is fucking amazing.

i want you to sing it.