07 September 2010

Incompetent

Incompetent 9/7

I’m tired of love
            roses are tired – I’m allergic to perfume

If I just grab you and throw you down right here
            Now I mean – on this sidewalk

Nothing can explain how you really feel
            the trees are not happy for you – will never be

I want to be forever
            Leaves keep falling – keep coming back

Sun still rattles the windows
            and I am tired of love – of not being thrown