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a little too tough

by Corey Lockaby

it shouldn't be wrong but it is
i still feel the same pang of regret

it was 4 years
still i sit at pleasant dinners

with a sharp pang in my heart
stealing glances behind me
who is it you're with now?
i name this work to begin with an "a"

near the top so maybe you'll read it
i'm desperate to feel like i didn't fuck it all up

but i know i did
and you know i did
it's our knowledge to share behind guarded eyes
you can still smile
i can still smile

it's kind of sick
kind of sadistic
to let myself gather on this thought

yeah,
i was a fool
it's easy to be

i'm still a fool
but for love, not want

even now you're better than i could dream of
was it not fate, bringing your message to me, so long ago?

well, that sucks.
why?
because i kinda like you


(i had a dream again last night
what leadbelly sang for irene
it makes sense now

sometimes dreams
are perfect

i was floating down a river
i grabbed a branch overhead
it broke off and when i looked in my hand
i saw a chain and locket
of white gold

on the bank was a tiger
and with that
i knew where i was)

so you can take your leave
no matter what i do
i couldn't look like more of an ass

even my family knows
it's one of the best meals i ever ate
and all i ever want to do is vomit

07/30/2008

Posted on 07/30/2008
Copyright © 2024 Corey Lockaby

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