there is nothing that can be said
for the ideas
and the inventions
that run inside the mind
and the mirrors that unwind
inside what happens when you know
and you know you know
but you failed to understand
the significance
that one mind can find
inside
your life
that was mine
so you gave it away
and you didnt want it back
but there it was laying on the floor
in a destroyed home
that would never be home
that would be you
all alone
and you know you knew
that you were just a game to her
and she didnt know
she never knew
how to be
in love with you
love is too big to be
a four letter word
and fuck would do
great for you
labels were what
the slaves would know
and they would do
and the thinking quiet kind
could never be controlled
never be understood
and never be able to be
because you dont understand me
so its in one ear and out the other
and you nod and agree
i might as well be talking to myself
if love means something different
and fear means something else
if a label will tell your fable
then im gonna turn some tables
when i flip your fabels
over on you and upside down
it is no frown i carry
when i crash the crown
you would have married
a pox on anybody who believes this to be
oh woah is me
poetry
poets shouldnt say profound
it should happen