I have a voice
and it screams out my
pains in words that i cant pronounce
darling you have a voice
and it sang all the beautiful things
you have melody
and i have harmony
we used to be complete
we sat drinking
conversating.
sitting.
and we used to be so young
but now you think you're old
but not too old to
drink too much
you had a spark that noone could steal
noone could conseal their affection towards you.
beacuse you used to sit
and speak
and the words were so
sickly sweet
a simple death that we all bled for
a shudder and goose pimpling we all
wet our lips for
that fast moving rhetoric
you would open your mouth then our minds
and would show us how
smooth both were.
we all longed for kisses.
we all wanted words
poems or songs or
just hellos.
we longed for your sweet speak
to electrify us.
we wanted words
we still want words
we want them written
we want them concrete
no more simplicity
we need to see
the things you speak.
your voice isnt good enough anymore
we want letters
and we want them now
and we want them
sealed with a kiss
it isn't you we want.
it the words behind which
you hide.
10:22 pm - 09.02.04
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