Simple Shit........(and life's difficult lessons)

“........Ain't sayin' I'm right
Ain't sayin' I'm wrong
Ain't sayin' there's any such a thing as short or long
It seems you been here many times before
It's too beautiful but true
And I'm glad I got the chance tonight
To share my now with you...........”


Him,
hmmmmmmm.............
Damn, I remember that I told you I didn't care!
It simply didn't matter to me and though you may not understand
I meant no disrespect......
.....but then I never thought you'd dismiss me
as simply a smokey wisp into thin air......

I was special to you.............

Caught me completely by surprise
Your astute intellect,
your creative fire
your deeply poetic love for me
Wow, I know now it's only poetry......

…...yet just like me,
you made me see
that I too was the object of your poetic love,
your fire and desire

Your muse, an inspiration of your words.
Yes, you did that for me
and my heart
clearly heard.............

….......some kind of magic
some kind “simple shit”......now turned tragic
'cuz I believed you.  
A deeply poetic love that I thought was true
so freely shared
between me and you...........

(…........I wasn't there by myself baby so please don't lie
Deep feelings between us and yes I want to testify)

Passion so damned deep.  Words burned like fire.
Feeling disillusioned and misled
Sharing my real life at times with you
See, I too believed every word you said.


Put you to bed.........
….......as I pressed my self between your sumptuous thighs.
Suckled your breast, caressed your perfect face
Rubbed your body down with my strong hands.......
…........kissed you in that very special place,
a sweet sticky honey like taste
.....extending to you my best
“Southern Hospitality”

Attempted to take your soul
right where your mind wanted to go.
Wrapped you up inside my heart.
Sharing passion, love, and erotic lust
the likes that “he” will never, ever dare to know..........

…...or so you said.  (And so it goes)

And I stand here looking so damned silly
Visions of sugar plums dancing all around in my head.........

All ….......by myself.
I walked into this “simple shit” knowing
of your love and respect for “him”
but it was cool if you still ….
…......”shared a little bit of your love with me”  
(sigh) perhaps it was a "game for fools"

Simple Shit.........got me feelin' some kind of way
Read some beautiful ink
penned by your hand just today.
Took me way back.........
….....as you can say.

“..........yes, I was very jealous because I thought I was SPECIAL! ”

Oh my God!!!  On some simple shit !
Trippin' so damned hard
right here,
right now ….......

You never really took me seriously
you never took a chance to find out how
deeply  my well
flowed for you.

It's evident that even if you did, you never thought
a word that I said.....nothing that I inked for you
Nothing......was ever true
How dare you claim the intentions of my words.....
….......especially when everyone else

in the world

who had a heart

knew I was writing about you.


Simple Shit..........

….....yet I still love you,
my beautiful, closest friend.
Thought you were on my side
but I guess "everyone walks away in the end."

Just as special to me right now
as the very day your ink captured my heart.........

….....secrets shared between us
songs that flow like a deep “Voyage to Atlantis”
Such a beautiful ode
Tonight I'm on that “simple shit”
and this old heart of mine
won't let you go.

“Your are my friend..........I've been looking around and you were here all the time”

“I'll be your clown
behind the glass
Go head and laugh
'cuz it's funny; I would too
if I saw me
I'll be your clown
on your favorite channel
My life's a circus, circus
round in circles
I'm selling out tonight...........”


Simple Shit...........


My Disclaimer-(I wrote this knowing clearly that it would hold friction for some who choose not to read beyond the words.  Truly this poem does not to speak to any one person, a particular situation at any particular time.  I spent sometime reviewing some old favorites and listening to a blog about love and relationships online........all of which yielded this poem.  Whatever you think you may be reading here, if it rubs you the wrong way, charge it to my head; not my heart.  there is an important chapter of my existence rapidly coming to an end and the melancholy of it all has me on some "simple shit" and sometime even that makes for good, thought provoking ink.......MusicallyMrM )