The Esoteric Messenger of My Heart’s Desire
She stood alone by the wall,
Carving messages into the stone in a language of her own device.
Concerned, I went to her side
And ran my rough hands down the contours of her serpentine body.
The symbols she wrote were strange and perplexing at first,
Until the patterns started to reveal themselves to me.
She spoke of Aeons of Time, Lovers, and long lost lands
The world had never known until she had written them on these walls.
“Why?” I asked, pressing my lips against hers.
As our chests pressed against one another, and our two hearts
Began to beat in synchronicity, I realized that her story was mine as well.
There I was, Irrational
Circles, ellipses and spheres
Rolling around in my mind
On the bus on my way to work
While I was trying to keep the lights on
In an apartment on King Street
In a city that despised me
So I ran away, I ran so fast
I ran on and on and on
Until one day I fell, y’all
Trademarks like stumbling blocks
In the Holy Bible on theses here streets
I sold out, y’all
I sold out, and I’m sorry.