September 9, 2011 guard

thoughts collide like bumper cars and slowly burn away.
and when the smoke clears... who are you now?
steal away like thief in night with my emotions in tow.
and when the fuel is gone... where are you now?
cut me down with every word and send me on my way.
and when the blood dries... what are you now?

1 comment:

  1. First of all, there is nothing 'uh-oh' about this.
    B. Thank you for sharing.
    And three...when/if you want, lets talk about this.

    P.S. No 'creepy crawly' last night, right!? ;-)