Static Amore

    Static...not just a fixed point in spacetime ,

    But the feedback you give me...

    Hurting the ears , with your dissonance ,

    Due to vibrations not in tune...

    I play the harp of your heart...

    You play the base of my soul...

    For what reason , do you choose

    My lowest denominator in this love song ?

    You suffer , due to your choices...

    Do you want me to choose to leave ?

    Then I too , shall suffer...

    Is this what you want ?

    And before you answer , one question more...

    Is your bark , worse than your bite ?



    Like a rabid wolf , you rip my throat , for speaking my truth...

    You flee under the moonlight , like a ghost of lost love...

    And as I lay , prone , and bleeding into the good earth ,

    I hear your howl of victory , in passion defeated , once

    again , though I keep coming back , for what is unknown ,

    but the chance this time , might be different...

    Perhaps , one day , or night , it will...



    All that is , is what remains , after love is lost...

    Or is it merely misplaced by someone not paying a tension ,

    some toll for love , that strains the heart , with demands ,

    just because another heart demands it's just due ?

    For what is desire , for what is lust , when it comes to you ,

    but do what I dare , and do what I must ?

    And if I must , then am I ashes to ashes , and dust to dust ?

    Only to be swept under the rug by you ?