on the Evangelion Soundtrack there's a song called "A Moment When Tension Breaks". below is called "A Moment When Sanity Ends". rough randomness as told by me. let us begin.
1.
Bite sized vengeance. Nibble it slowly. It’s not going anywhere so nibble… it… slowly.
2.
A good woman can ascertain how deep a man's bullshit goes and - without fear- sticks her hand in and pulls him out of it. Later, they wash each other clean of it.
3.
Her skin is smooth not so her mind. I want to kiss it though. Kiss them both. I want to take off her clothes. Remove the pretension. RIP IT ALL OUT. Kiss every scar. Kiss every smooth surface.
I like how the light slaps her this morning. It holds her. Wraps her in an unshakeable hold. I like that. I like that she can’t escape. I can see her mind – the one she keeps hidden behind red hot silky… vengeance. Such a silly veneer. I want to run my fingers so badly across that rugged landscape. I want to trace the ancestry of her tears, find the bones of the first intruders and give them a proper burial. Then I’d move back to her skin.
This skin blasted by light. So clean. So smooth. So… liquid. I want to dip my fingers in it. I want to dive into it. But the barriers are sharp and would blister the hearts of lesser men. And me. Chuckle.
I left my body behind. I transcend to lust. So that I may… be able to walk in her stupid mind fields to explore her in the light. God! I want to kiss her. use tongue on skin and kiss her and comfort her rough mind and settle her skin.
But right now I settle for staring at a body and mind that isn’t mine
1.
Bite sized vengeance. Nibble it slowly. It’s not going anywhere so nibble… it… slowly.
2.
A good woman can ascertain how deep a man's bullshit goes and - without fear- sticks her hand in and pulls him out of it. Later, they wash each other clean of it.
3.
Her skin is smooth not so her mind. I want to kiss it though. Kiss them both. I want to take off her clothes. Remove the pretension. RIP IT ALL OUT. Kiss every scar. Kiss every smooth surface.
I like how the light slaps her this morning. It holds her. Wraps her in an unshakeable hold. I like that. I like that she can’t escape. I can see her mind – the one she keeps hidden behind red hot silky… vengeance. Such a silly veneer. I want to run my fingers so badly across that rugged landscape. I want to trace the ancestry of her tears, find the bones of the first intruders and give them a proper burial. Then I’d move back to her skin.
This skin blasted by light. So clean. So smooth. So… liquid. I want to dip my fingers in it. I want to dive into it. But the barriers are sharp and would blister the hearts of lesser men. And me. Chuckle.
I left my body behind. I transcend to lust. So that I may… be able to walk in her stupid mind fields to explore her in the light. God! I want to kiss her. use tongue on skin and kiss her and comfort her rough mind and settle her skin.
But right now I settle for staring at a body and mind that isn’t mine
idk hy but for some strange reason this piee seems to be pulling me out of a funk that i slipped into not too long ago...
ReplyDeleteA good woman can ascertain how deep a man's bullshit goes and - without fear- sticks her hand in and pulls him out of it...
A good woman can ascertain how deep a man's bullshit goes and - without fear- sticks her hand in and pulls him out of it. Later, they wash each other clean of it.
ReplyDeleteI'm there with Kaiyah...except with fear (rather than sans fear) because, you know, the bullshit is plentiful.