beautiful tyrant

January 12, 2007

take me
out
to –
night,
i want to be
flying along, i want to
let’s
get it on
in the back seat of a
station wagon,
i want to feel
(not so)
alone
skin on skin on sweat on sweet
hands
sliding, slipping
dipping
below the belt.
i want to feel
(somewhat)
alive,
i want to burn and break
all my promises
i want to 
get lost
not with anyone but
myself
there is an edge sharpened
i’m ready to go
i’m ready to
let go
i’m ready to move on again
like every 
time
i’m ready to
be free
it isn’t anything;
it just has to 
break me
for a little while
take me
for a little while

a walk along
the lake
when the wind is blowing
sounds like
a good idea.

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