Bo.

War of Jesters.
2006-04-20 03:18:14 (UTC)

Can you Grow Outside?

Baby reasons for a baby soul...

I'm sorry if my eyes won't get to see you
my eyes won't let me see
'cause they are wanting to be born
wanting to fall out and grow as seeds below me

So then I would take care of you and your surroundings
and you could take charge of the empty holes in my face
and paint them and fill them with your existance...

Can you grow outside?

It's not like I intended to ignore your wet life
(have you checked my vital signs?)
I know you 'cause you open my nostrils...
air feels so smooth and so silk-like
like a good whisper from a tree

Can you choose some other part of my body to live in?

You sit here waiting for me to be human
to be human...

Ten toes are a step
but bullet holes emulate
your space in me
and

I'm not opening yet,
but I leave you this promise...




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