roundabouts the cusp of infinity
i took that chance, i took that dare
and it was roundabouts the cusp of sincerity
that i was sitting in the car and i took that stare
oh how ive nurtured my illusions!
i let myself just believe
it was a magical trail
and all things were cosmically possible
with one way, a look in the eye,
a message in a bottle, and i won't deny
that i've been washed, random girl lost
in chaos and the mist of confusion.
skewed up...
i couldn't fly those wings anywhere.
scoured...
dreams fill the surreal until nothing is clear.
driven...
all that is art like dali swims thru my air
devoured...
did you know i was always there?
i followed
the trail the losing,
the trail of bruises,
the trail of ruses and the muses that use us,
the trail of...what noise is this music?
so...i touched my shadow.
she is not what you know me to be.
you never guessed because i couldn't show
all the folds beneath the layers.
...still, i need the nurture, the dreams,
the reasons to just believe
in life, in now, in somehow
i'll crush it like garlic
so that the ravens will lay low
and i'll let it go
and i'll get with the day.
kat july 2009
seventh life