BAD MAN BETTER
BAD MAN BETTER
BAD MAN BETTER
VANISH
YES.
I WANT YOU TO STAY...
SO YOU BETTER GO.
Iceland
Buenes Ares?
Heat
Snow?
Any place
‘cept here.
Roam.
To learn to love
is for you
not to stay
then I’ll know
I can live
To Die Another
Day.
Trade me
for another
-vanish
-wait
for
another
pain;
“love for lunch
death for breakfast”,
someone off a movie script
said.
Icarus
didn’t listen
and flew too
high;
I’d drown
with
you by my side
in
no
time.
Vanish!
I want you to stay
so you better
go.
Love is hot
and my heart is cold
-it will melt by the touch of a
warm lovers hold;
I can’t get
too close
lest “I crash”
I’m told;
be burned
in the wave
of
what love
promised
to
me…
That it’s so posed to hold?
I’ll vanish if you
won’t
become
camoflouged
within
the sea
of hopes and dreams…
(The waters full of all kinds of
vain dreams
of control
I once
held.)
I can no longer believe the lies
I once told myself.
I’m not in control.
The world
is not
within these hands held.
Do as you wish
,but it won’t help.
Like a house made
of ice
our desires
de-solve
into
what
has already
been
intended
-Intentionally.
So if you vanish,
that was intentional.
(It’s not our kingdom, it’s HIS gratefully.)
In mans hands
is
failure.
I lost the war
so
I’ve
surrendered;
I’m daily breaking the mirror I created
that suited myself…the one that tells lies-the alchemical one (you know), the one that aims to conjure a reality that is not real, but bend the one that is?-an anti-reality; a mirror that reflected myself speaking my own existence…(ya know, like God?)…
It’s time to face
gravity.
