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Electric Horse
love..
heh
not an easy thing for this man...
to get back on that saddle
and straddle the random
topsy-turvy tumultuous torrents
that has once left him open
and vulnerable..
exposing hidden crack and flaws
those emotional hang ups
and all those egotistical chips
lingering on shoulders
the kind that
don't brush off that easy
yeah...
not so easy
cuz he remembers
how freely he opened up to her
and how she did him greasy
with a beautiful smile
she deceived him
betrayed all that he believed
was real between them
toying with the heart he wore
proudly on his sleeve
knowing damn well she would leave him
hanging..dangling in the wind
as soon as her plan A finally
showed his face
takes
......time
..............to trust
again
not just another woman
but himself
cuz memoirs of that nasty fall
caused a lot of second guessing
and left a deep bruise
invisible to the viewing public
no one knew about the internal bleeding
or the nights spent home alone
refusing phone calls
too proud for sympathy
clumsily applying homemade remedies
only to find that after all
that alcohol he consumed
it would only serve as
a temporary numbing agent
the pain was sure to
return..
first thing that morning
like clockwork
back to the mourning
with the scorning so fuckin scathing
like a pendulum slashing away
meticulously
methodically
left aorta ...right aorta
left ventricle..right ventricle
left worn out
feeling like Davy Jones
wishing he could just rip his heart out
and bury it..along with the axe
he didn't want to pay the tax
that love was seeking to exact
upon him..
but like karma
love is gonna collect love's due
so he paid the toll
and the lessons stayed ingrained
within his soul
as intellect and intuition
became the guiding principles
nurturing a heart that was destined
to regenerate and love again
...feel again
and yeah...he may fall again
or maybe not
but whatever the case
thorough and honest discourse
within his inner
has steadied him..thus readied him
to once again brave the bucking
of that electric horse
so let the chips fall where they may
win lose or draw
through it all..he'll still be ok...
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