Here, There, Go.
So the Arctic broke and the Sahara stole its way down my throat, and my eyes leaked dust. I never saw the feeling you gave out, until it was barbed wire lacing up my sleeves in pretty freckles of red. How many secrets can I keep, in a tonal shift and a sotto voce, and a sleepless menagerie …
They’re all after the same thing in the end, lover.
Twist, turn, it’s still there, that rawness that makes me creep down the stairs and find that wicked line, that silver thing, that shine in the eye – but my guts aren’t open for purchase. I can stand and scream in silence and it won’t make eyes open, ears hear. Shameful times, hectic lines (crossed.)
I’m an echo in a space that shouldn’t exist.
It’s a beautifully brutal time. My heels bleed with the rush. Clap your hands say YEAH, it’s time …
And you’re out tonight, in the dusky light. It feels good to know. Silence is a mead I’ll find again and again. It salves the wound of too many words, in a world where articulation hasn’t got a hope in hell.
Hell. Such a stupid word, turned inside out. He’s got wings to fill your mind with ice, no tears, no blood, only futile love.
Simmer down, pup. You’re only ever an anti-hero.
Swagger!
celenagaia 
Carrie said,
15/08/2013 at 21:44
Artic Monkeys are so good. Your words are so good in this post -love the term ‘Simmer down, pup’ I wonder if people would look at me strange if I started using it? Hehe
celenagaia33 said,
15/08/2013 at 22:10
I say go for it, anything’s legit if you put swagger behind it. 😉
Carrie said,
15/08/2013 at 22:29
Not sure if my Aussie accent can pull it off, but I’m willing to give it a go 😉
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lenaboo3 said,
21/08/2013 at 15:38
Do I wanna Know is one of my very favorite songs right now!
celenagaia33 said,
21/08/2013 at 18:08
Likewise! Cannot stop listening to it, such a strut-tune 😀