i'd like to tell you
what im thinking
sketch it out for you
with black ink
in quick short lines
naploean drawing a battleplan
i'd like to tell you north is north
and south is south
this is love
straight from the mouth
of the horse
but i've got nothing
so clearcut so defined
in fact im afraid
that i can't find
the words to even say
that i do not understand
there we go.
i do not understand
but thats nothing
meaningless
and honestly
i must confess
the problem is not ignorance
but niether is it indifference
its merely overwhelmed
in shades of sanctity
there are many things i know
there are many things i dont
and at the moment.
im merely trying to stay afloat
so if you ask me what im thinking
dont expect a quick reply
because with every answer
there comes a heavy why
so im gonna just keep sitting here thinking
and sinking
in a world of battleplans
i am picasso short on paint.
2 comments:
so you're a horse? because that's sort of what i'm getting from the eleventh line..
the last line is epic.
but the typos may or may not steal from the overall effect of the poem.
i liked it, if that means anything.
ha.
straight from the horses mouth.
i learned it was actually a phrase related to aristotle the other day...he had apparently always taughtthat there were a certain number of teeth in a horses mouth and for centureis people just believed him till someone went and got the truth 'straight from the horses mouth'....random fact of the day...
Post a Comment