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Commonsensical Lisps
I visit vaporoso in trailers of traitors
And they pour freely from my mind
Waking in the dizziness of dreams
A story that forms only from a few words
Commonsensical Lisps
And I leave the paper by the bed for whiles upon whiles
Walking, listening to a field outside my window
I take my dog and walk with her
Fearing to set her free
As she carelessly will spot a squalor of delight
Running a tunnel of aim and so I fear her demise
As I could picture her crossing the road at times wrong and precise
Illogical thoughts arrive and I meditate only the love inside
Leaving most to say another day, another dream
Why do we hate mentioning the words that we fear?
I love the breeze as the little girl talks to me; so loving of a sound
And she has come too far to cause pain or strife for any
Crossroads are so scary,
Why have they thrilled me to a point of risking my life
And I won’t do it again my child, I would never hurt you
My love is too deep, and it is far too wide
I visit the blown vapors that pour
A traitor’s force; the store where I have worked so hard
I heard the talk at hand; shaking the jaws of chipmunks
I babysat Atom and Perish, the sons of Dawn
Not knowing what I have written until I have said them three times
Never again will I scare a child with a fake and maniacal head in the closet
I watched the green apple that refused to dissolve
But liquids a melt into the crisp cool water of a wash basin
You leave thinking I’m working up a storm; the steam of faultlessness
I only get in my truck, Ignore your door and drive
Down a driveway that has ships on either side to obstruct the view
With the music to an end
I look both directions, the moments still move, and I make a left
Only in dreams out of sight, I only ride a white tide
Risking life and limb making a left instead of a right
Commonsensical Lisps are only the fears
Leaving you backwards, following blind
And they pour freely from my mind
Waking in the dizziness of dreams
A story that forms only from a few words
Commonsensical Lisps
And I leave the paper by the bed for whiles upon whiles
Walking, listening to a field outside my window
I take my dog and walk with her
Fearing to set her free
As she carelessly will spot a squalor of delight
Running a tunnel of aim and so I fear her demise
As I could picture her crossing the road at times wrong and precise
Illogical thoughts arrive and I meditate only the love inside
Leaving most to say another day, another dream
Why do we hate mentioning the words that we fear?
I love the breeze as the little girl talks to me; so loving of a sound
And she has come too far to cause pain or strife for any
Crossroads are so scary,
Why have they thrilled me to a point of risking my life
And I won’t do it again my child, I would never hurt you
My love is too deep, and it is far too wide
I visit the blown vapors that pour
A traitor’s force; the store where I have worked so hard
I heard the talk at hand; shaking the jaws of chipmunks
I babysat Atom and Perish, the sons of Dawn
Not knowing what I have written until I have said them three times
Never again will I scare a child with a fake and maniacal head in the closet
I watched the green apple that refused to dissolve
But liquids a melt into the crisp cool water of a wash basin
You leave thinking I’m working up a storm; the steam of faultlessness
I only get in my truck, Ignore your door and drive
Down a driveway that has ships on either side to obstruct the view
With the music to an end
I look both directions, the moments still move, and I make a left
Only in dreams out of sight, I only ride a white tide
Risking life and limb making a left instead of a right
Commonsensical Lisps are only the fears
Leaving you backwards, following blind
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