Dreaming in the Color Blue.

I’ve been a bad girl, haven’t I?
not really though –
I’m afraid,
it’s all in your mind…
the come, the go –
made unmade,
just side-steps in time…
when did the bridge begin to smolder?
I didn’t know –
pre-occupied,
a cheek turned to the shoulder…
the highs, the lows –
de-mesmerized,
turn the cold season colder…
In which direction did the gallops go?
stampeding through –
heart is filleted,
opened seam, for you…
the yes, the no –
nocturnal dread,
dreaming in the color blue…
forbade be me by my own spirit?
a shame to know –
over-analyzed,
too loud for you to hear it…
the quick, the slow –
self-sold and bought lies,
to become truth because you fear it.

Dreaming in the Color Blue.

Accountancy

Accountancy

I’ve been a bad girl, haven’t I?
not really though –
I’m afraid,
it’s all in your mind…
the come, the go –
made unmade,
just side-steps in time…
when did the bridge begin to smolder?
I didn’t know –
pre-occupied,
a cheek turned to the shoulder…
the highs, the lows –
de-mesmerized,
turn the cold season colder…
In which direction did the gallops go?
stampeding through –
heart is filleted,
opened seam, for you…
the yes, the no –
nocturnal dread,
dreaming in the color blue…
forbade be me by my own spirit?
a shame to know –
over-analyzed,
too loud for you to hear it…
the quick, the slow –
self-sold and bought lies,
to become truth because you fear it.