It was too much
Too much because you had a box of feelings
And you opened it up and it was all the crazy things
Things your mind couldn’t imagine because when you thought of them it turned away
The Melancholia, The Euphoria, The Truth.
But you couldn’t take it oh you couldn’t take it
Because it hurts these feeling are so soft and so hard at the same time
And you slammed the box down a I got caught between the edge and the belt buckle
But it’s okay...
I’ve been caught between many belt buckles
Maybe this is the very thing that gives me what power I hold over you
So that when I speak I speak slowly with such vigor and intuition that you muddle your speech
to hide your heart.
But I mean every word.
This is what I think at least
But I’m probably wrong
I am not asking you to succumb to a dangerous villain
But if you choose to mistrust then expect a false truth.
If you would just talk to me
Not just talk to me really talk to me
This feeling is not a heavy chest bound with sharp wire or iron laches
But a candy box
Full of the sweetest chocolate
That will melt your mouth and those latches I promise you I promise you
I would not lie.
And maybe it is not true
That I have mistaken your slitted tongue for a satin bow
That is, you mean to fire bullets you mean and build walls
But this does not bring fear to me
You can’t take anything but the shells of people with sharp teeth
You’ll reach out
But you friends with crumble as you come in for embrace
The empress of emptiness,
You are what I know you’d become.
As you sit on the side of the road with your closed box
Which is now cold cardboard: your only shelter from the rain I will come to you
I will smile and speak what I said to so so many before
And I’ll use the bow to tie you mouth
To hold your heart,
and keep you quiet.