love

Posted on | November 24, 2008 | 1 Comment

dark collages of lazy euphoria
mix with bright sadness
insane sanity
in a cocktail with brigh orange loneliness
i am sinking
in a colourful mix of
alcohol and nicotine
and mad dreams
psychedelic
desires of the flesh
and muscle…the heart is one,after all
the heart cannot feel
it has few nerves
and is not intelligent
objectivity
screw it
i remember you,
and her,
what would you say,
to the four drinks i had tonight-
no,three and a half,
and the fourth by my side,
and 12 cigarettes in 3 hours,
and the love you will never give me,
which i still claim,
till bright,eyehurting morning,
soaked in my own blood
i happily still
smile for you,
i am not sad-
since you are gone
there is still a life to be lived,
amid storms,
and some stupid moves that i made
still come back to me
make me laugh now that you are not here
crazy,yes-for you,may be,
or just crazy,
what does it matter when its all for you,
and alcohol mixes with caffeine
in a mind soaking blur
and love touches hatred,
and you and me become one…

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