I’d Rather Be a Failure by Edgar A. Guest – http://wp.me/p4d3q2-16a
I lied to you.I lied to myself.
I’m hundreds and thousands
Sprinkling a million emotions on you.
You see rainbow but I’m an empty pot.
Run away. Run away.
That’s what I tell myself.
But your’re the cake to my flake.
Cherry to my pop
I’ll enhance your flavour
But only if you let me.
Cinderella said she lost her shoe by ‘accident’
But she was no fool
She knew the prince adored her.
She had felt his arousal against her leg.
Snow white flirted with all the huntsmen
It got her stepmother’s back up
When she shagged them in the stables.
Hansel and Gretel were too close for comfort
Their parents didn’t know what to do.
They sent them to the old lady in the woods
Hoping for a cure.
But their lust for one another was unquenchable.
They killed her for trying to tear them apart.
Read between the lines.
The world is full of tall tales
And we lap them up like children.
Come now and follow me
Into the sea. Into the water
Let your feet slide into the depths of this
The depths of bliss.
I promise you’ll like it
I urge you
To submerge you
You can shrug those clothes off
It’s warm down here and we are but limpets
Clinging to each other while hell raises above us
In a scummy foam each time we moan
Silken skin and salty hair
Your eyes may close to adapt to the change
But soon you won’t find anything strange
So dive… dive in deep
Because before now you were fast
I will always hold you in my iris
In my vessels
In the spools of blood
The great, the no good.
Part of me will never be free
Of your terse tone
Your dulcet moan
I loved you too much
I didn’t hold back
I followed you into the black
They were always dark
Those irises of mine
But in you I found something divine
So when I say forever
Despite your sighs
Know you will always be held captive
Within these eyes.
What it’s like living in a ‘temperate’ climate:
January start not good for the heart.
Its endless grey takes my breath away.
February is worse with its dreadful curse
Of feeling it should be spring
But instead: Nothing. Nothing. Nothing
What about ‘Valentine’?
I hear you whine?
One ok day. Then back to grey.
Oh dear then there’s March another month of bleak
Week after wretched week.
April doesn’t fare much better
Oh yeah and the weather is wetter.
Hurray it’s May …at last Summer
No wait .. more rain … bummer
Oh June please bring in the sun
I’m dying for beachtime fun
Wait wait July is dry… ish
Summer living a distant wish.
August a surprise
With its beautiful blue skies
September I can breathe with yearning
The leaves are finally turning.
October.I begin to dream
And look forward to Halloween.
November you bring frost and sometimes snow
I love sitting beside the fire’s glow.
December darkness is dotted with lights
Oh how I love the Christmas sights.
I adore the smells, the cold the glimmer
In Winter time I really shimmer.
But wait oh wait it’s really scary
Already back to January.