Man of the streets, man of delusions and dreams in worn blue jeans that will always be torn with hopes in your mind that can never come true
Do you hear my voice , is singing to you stand beside you and guide you with a voice and some words someone wrote from the mountains to the prairies to the old man without a home…
Wearing the clothes you’ve worn since you stopped growing, Eating a hot meal without knowing, where you’ll find your next.
Man of the streets
Worn blue eyes in worn out jeans, sleepy delusions and worn out dreams
wanting a new place for an eternal sleep, wanting to leave the home you can’t find
leave for a home you don’t have
man of blue leather jacket eyes and a cracked hopefully hopeless smile you alone with the city weather to close your black eyes and blue jacket of leather
Does it hurt when they jerk your strings
And pull you into a dance?
Do you tense futilely
Against an unavoidable abuse?
Or is that painted smile
Not exactly painted?
Maybe the puppeteer
Is a God you know exists.
If I cut the lines
Would you fall crippled to the ground
No longer held up by your master?
Or would you stand tall
The way you never could
While binded by strings?
A Child in the Audience
i think i could love you in my sleep and it would never get easier
balloons suggest light thoughts, much like the rays of sun
slouches suggest a sadness a darker thought or sun
how one can feel elated and loved by light, or deflated and faded by sun
the way when you want to run and hide but there’s nowhere left to run
and so you sit and wonder and dream in the setting sun
you find that at your loneliest you can always create your place to run
and you grab your balloons and float to the sky to shimmer with the sun
(Source: tonsofphotographyxoxo, via inexpertis)
Elsewhere by Gabrielle Zevin
(Source: quote-book, via parkstepp)
I get lost in your eyes,
my own rabbit hole
straight to the
of your heart.
the way they sparkled
when we first met each other
and felt something beyond words take us,
the way they turn dull and listless
when you think I’m joking
about being in love with…