rain of thought .

You think you've got the world figured out
but you're
dead. wrong.
thinking
if i spread my love
like "I can't believe it's not butter"
it.will.work.
guess again, hun

you divide your interest
so you end up paying more
than you actually get in return
and there is no thing left
not even your self-respect
or your beefed up security of confidence
so protected, you don't even know your power
or lack thereof
we should do love
not to have our name in lights
like clap on, claff off commercials


love can be
beautiful
but it get it, you want something that's
soft and warm
just enough to get you through your
storm
maybe.

in the meantime...
i let you in
dammit, i forgot to look in the peephole
wouldn't have made a difference
i still would have let you start a sentence
i let you back in
every.damn.time
i don't mind
my skies bright with hints of gloom