Monday, May 25, 2009

Gramma Grampa Dearest

don't make me speak a lie . hear a word . make a thought
just let me be myself . in my skin . in my way
like a tree . unknown seed . quiet leaf

brain matter filters need to go away . for a while . for a break
trying to become u . then her and . in between
so u can see urself . not me and . be at ease

i dilute this internally deeply secretly
a facade a convenience a need
so i can blend into air into space into nil

not sure when that'll be
ur sad face i can't see
ur niceness i can't sense
ur goodness i can't take

just want to not know this
how u came to be
how u gave to me
how u will always be

your breed of love's extinct
one that kills softly
one that i don't want to be
one that you showered me

but i have unwillingly inherited
the sensitivity
the blindness
the love to eternity

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