Digging
Relying or depending
on others’ understanding
of another’s overstanding
Over.
Can stand it
No more.
Having high hopes
No less,
Just low
Must slow down
A gypsy is whispering into my ear
Her lisp sounds like hissing in the grass
Her tongue longing to become a probe
Her thick lips feeling the tip of my earlobe
The tip of the iceberg
(she didn’t know)
So her gaze is frozen, fixed on this little hole, right ear
It causes the eclipse of a crystal ball, right here
in my head
(she didn’t know that)
She might hear me if I try screeching
- Help!
or I might just bleed instead
She is mindless of the reason
Her sole purpose isn’t soul searching
It’s soul digging / it’s all digging
Dig in, feed your spells
Hope she can hear me speak with inner self within herself
Those are my feelings
There, in the air, for her to catch them
Her vision is blurred by my visions of her happiness
She is scared she will get burnt if she ventures there
She’s prepared to burn at the stake unless they everlast
The lot is at stake
This state of affairs turns my face inside out
my stomach upside down
I cannot be upset because of the ups and downs
That set up her pace up and down
I am no better
I just slowed down