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still out there, still out of reach
dug in, dug in deep
wetted down for weeks & weeks
but the storms just wouldn’t breach

darkness followed by depression
like a coloring book’s way of confession
nannies & crooks, a weekly obsession
do your best to repress the effects of repression

real or fake, what if the give don’t take
rinse repeat for a fix won’t break
love, passion, true romance
more than our fair share left to chance

what if it’s all a ruse
what have you got left to lose
was it up to us to choose
is it something new to prove

big blue eyes with an eccentric streak
back in the day when they used to speak
before the silly quirks became such dangerous freaks
a heart wide open and the truth it seeks

real or fake, what if the give don’t take
rinse repeat for a fix won’t break
love, passion, true romance
more than our fair share left to chance

what if it’s all a ruse
what have you got left to lose
was it up to us to choose
is it something new to prove

“oh i tell you something more, while my brain is bleeding for…”

by JTW
©2013 JTW “jtwhitaker.com” All rights reserved.

radio presets
i try to silence these expectations
but they pound my mind with revelations
and in this deafening contemplation
i feel the inexorable desperation
of hearts drenched by dehydration
in the romantic’s trench of trepidation
wherein lies the subtle stench of reckless stagnation

passion in moderation?
it’s never been my inspiration
plus i thought that with enough mutual adoration
maybe a spark could light our navigation
chalk it up to my insatiably experimental imagination
or my tenaciously detrimental determination
either way it’s one of those rainy days
plenty of seeds but no germination
and none of the presets fit

so i tune to different stations
trying to better define my latest hesitations
tap my leg to their beating flagellations
and drive blindly to only one
of two possible destinations

“i’ve been looking at you too much from the outside, from the outside…”

by JTW
©2013 JTW “jtwhitaker.com” All rights reserved.


inspired by “firn” via @hlkalin, “serenity” via @erikkabettynes, “contortionist” via @robrage13

almost to the melting point
under the weight of snowflakes
planes glide together
contortionists
filling this space

air bubbles up
density rises

you held on to this firn
until i pulled you up
to rest on the powder
of serenity

“i wanna rock your gypsy soul…”

by JTW
©2010 JTW “jtwhitaker.com” All rights reserved.

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