Cross-posted from an old Bigger Boat post. Worth the re-post (for me, at least).
No more mirages.
When you lead me to the cool water and bathe my heated nape with it, then we can talk. Just try me.
Thank you for this bitter knowledge
Guardian angels who left me stranded
It was worth it, feeling abandoned
Makes one hardened, but
What has happened to love?
You've got me writing lyrics on postcards
Then in the evenings looking at stars
But the brightest of the planets is Mars
What has happened to love?
So I will opt for the big white limo
Vanity fairgrounds and rebel angels
You can't be trusted with feathers so hollow
Heaven's invention, steel-eyed vampires of love
You see over me
I'll never know
What you've shown to other eyes
Go or go ahead
And surprise me
Say you've lead the way to a mirage
Go or go ahead
And just try me
Nowhere's now here smelling of junipers
Fell off a hay bale, I'm over the rainbow
But oh, Medusa, kiss me and crucify
This unholy notion of the mythic powers of love
Look in her eyes, look in her eyes
Forget about the ones that are crying
Look in her eyes, look in her eyes
Forget about the ones that are crying
Go or go ahead
And surprise me
Go or go ahead
And just try me
4 comments:
I still believe it is better to have loved and lost... No pain, no gain. Good for the art (not that I produce any). Etc. All the cliches. I believe them all.
I think I am better off (though not necessarily a "better person") for being able to love again no many how many times it fucks me over. I might be cynical and sad, but I can still do it again ... and I believe that people who can't are missing something, just as those horribly annoying goddists believe that we atheists are missing some giant chunk of joy or color of the rainbow or whatever nonsense. No, I have to believe this. :)
I never said anything about not being able to fall in love again.
But my mistake here was buying into the fuzzy pink vaseline-smeared-on-the-lens illusion. For a while there, I willingly gave up clear vision.
When I asked if I could just be in love with no expectations, I was told that there must be expectations in love. What I should have done, which is what I always do, and for some reason DIDN'T DO, was respond: SAYS WHO? IS THAT SO?
Most importantly, I basically discarded my own experience for someone else's belief system, which is just foolish.
Oh sorry ... didn't mean to imply you, just people in general who say they're over it.
Actually, it would be quite nice to find someone who is just content to BE with me without all of the attendant "where are we going?" stressy stuff. Kinda like the SNF -- that's been bouncing happily along since 2006 and we're both happy with it.
Oh, enlightenment moment happening here -- Oh shit, I'm as entrenched in my belief systems as other people! Yikety-yikes!
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