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06 July 2011

you drip away baby (parts one,two and free)

you drip away baby


through the blues///new shoes

you slip away

along my shifting seams

the landscape re-arranging re-enraging

same old themes

you drip away baby

through the blues///new shoes

you slip away

along my shifting seams

the landscape re-arranging re-enraging

same old themes



was it

was it <> we-spent

was -it-<<>>-well-spent

was it mine at all?

shifting seams baby

same old themes

I'll fight not to give you that

tender hurts

I'll have to fight not to give you that

you drip away baby

cold blood on warm skin

just slip away baby

from underneath and in between



same old seams baby

shifting themes

tender hurts baby

you drip away



as you remember me

as I remind you

you rolled in it

your role in it

its role in me

complexity

for the heart unbroken anymore

for my hearts not broken anymore

still you haunt me almost flaunt me



stroking the back of my mind, now my mind is revolving

you drip away

through the blues///new shoes

you slip away

along my shifting seams

you slip away



a long day daze smoothed

out

into one big line of excitement

I'm all built

to explore further virtues

almost like the shadows stepped back

leaving one big white patch

and I froze

fingers allbent sharp not sure what to do stay

still

I'm thinking about staying still

got a little gap of serenity

my ears are gliding

on the thermals you create

my shields colliding

with the aliveness you awake

lots of thoughts i guess

its still tomorrow

i'm just re-watching re-peating the pattern

and singing in the background

your sweet voice surrounding

even if these thoughts run into others

its O.K

they can clash in the corridor

like two arch-enemies and still

find a way to continue walking

in the opposite direction

but maybe only for today

amongst all this generosity

that leaves me crooked, crick in my back

I'm surrounded by things to make and do

and the tools I need are all here too

so what am i waiting for

waiting for nothing

but its an endless comfortable place

not exactly a space

strange night

I dont remember the daylight

just the weight and the pressure

and the grace of the measure

deadline

straight line

she twists like I was me

walks past pouncing.



time

and your still there

still in my hair

long enough to catch you

strong enough to match you

look how

its wrong

these little tiny pieces

i wished

i'd payed attention

cared to mention

how sly the cut

how deep the wound

took a while to find to drip away baby

I wished

i'd saved the tension

through the blues///new shoes

you slip away



time falls sideways

slowly

she never really came back

first time she opened the door

she knew what it was for

and she kept walking

because she never had before

there were circles

kept on bringing you back round

but she never really came back

first time

she landed running

fast and straight

time falls sideways

slowly

through the blues///new shoes

you slip away

7 comments:

Claudia said...

you know...i love the blues..and i thoroughly enjoyed yours..great flow...loved the refrains and give you ten points for the title...smiles

Brian Miller said...

ha...wonderful titling...and the things you do with words...oo la...love it...and yes the refrain is nice...long, but you keep it engaging so rock it out...

Beachanny said...

Blues stanzas are addictive - the deeper you go, the more you know,
new shoes, resting farther down into those inky blues. Well done. Thanks for writing and linking!

Laura Lynn said...

Wow....long...but you played the words so well that you kept me glued....I read each word...each line...intent on the ending.

shifting seams baby

same old themes

I'll fight not to give you that

tender hurts

I'll have to fight not to give you that

I love these lines!

Madame Sweetcheeks said...

Dear, This. Is. Fucking. Brilliant. The rhythm, the repetition--superb. I can totally hear this with a blues riff beneath it (someone get on that, huh?) Fantastic.

Bluebell Books said...

blues clues,
how cool..

divine word play, smart poetry.

Bluebell Books said...

Invite you to write something based on the image you see,
Hope all is well.
Thanks for the attention.
Appreciate your input.
Cheers.