~The Road Less Taken~

Saturday, January 17, 2009

this isn't the twisted poem, sadly (now wouldn't we like that one out soon?).

instead it's an offshoot from that last one i posted.

i sort of like it actually.

Noise

The youth in me screams and shouts,
Building worlds impenetrable to words
With strength I knew I never had in my arms.
But it’s so different with you,
You with your whitewash of lilywhite marble
Sweeping me off my unable limbs
Into the warm moat off your sacred castle
For me to flounder and make more mistakes in
Until you put your finger gently to my lips,
And then the realisation is complete.
That which I am, I am that for me,
And now you join in my symphony of noise.
The scaffold by which you have ensnared me
Is also the only thing which could set us free –
This human construct should be but solid rock
On which we step, to more of the same,
And I’m not saying I’m doing anything wrong –
Just that it’s always been done better,
And you should know that every time
Your lips move, and you divine by your eyes,
I get terribly, terribly weak.
Weak enough for you to do
The things I did
Only you can undo.

I stopped to rest at 3:45 PM

Two roads diverged,and I-
took the one less taken...