Two Line Thoughts
Sometimes you must lose all you felt you once needed
But all you ever feel is cheated
You can't pull diamonds from the sky
There is no constellation prize
You’ll never be happy, never complete
To you there’s only a drive to compete
Fixing the game to undo yourself
Wishing you were somebody else
My non-Newtonian, liquid heart
Turns to mush and falls apart
I was sitting there still, back to your flaws
You went for the kill and loosed your claws
Spices tracing through my blood,
Earthy smells and petrol mud
Shining like brake lights on a wet night
Seeing red and looking to fight
I know everyone thinks I'm paranoid
But one day I'll catch it on Polaroid
Corporate loans and indecision
Hinder the upper-class’s vision
Lightning reminds you that nature is pretty
And parks are not forests surrounded by city
Spinning brightly, the atmosphere shines all your stars
As you dance on the highway between blurring cars
Traded the love sting for tears on a string
Burned your old photos and shook out your wings
Lost to the winds that dried out your skin
The planes that have fallen are pulling you in
The trains that rolled through, soon dragged you away
With their sun-worn graffiti and staggering sway
To those who mislead you, take no notice
Walk your own path, soft and pure as the lotus
Courting a desert to take your last breath
Relinquishing moisture to camels of death
It isn't win-win when losers contrive
Convincing each other there’s no need to strive
Whenever I’m speaking, I'm not who I say
Not now, not ever, not day-to-day
About inspiration, uncertainty moves me
Or at least I believe that this is what soothes me
Inside your purse you could misplace a car
A tangle of items much like a bazaar
If blood has spilled, it's but a drop
Forever until humans stop
Generals need a lot of attention
And in general I can't stand pretension
Amazing moments dot your life maps
As mediocrity bridges the gaps
Scribbling out some irrational scheme
Strange and evolving communist dreams
Hiding every glitch and flaw
Grooming to be son-in-law
And all the nihilists come to sing
Pointless songs about nothing
Sometimes a wolf will believe he's a sheep
If left too long dressed up in fleece
Like the phantom itch of amputees
Jealousy fills him, now you’re with me
Encoded nightmares from the past
Will keep you safe unto the last
Then into a hard-wired state of delay
This splintered electric decay
Copyright © Andy Thomson | Year Posted 2013
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