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I Can’t Seem To Write

I can’t seem to write
The words aren’t there
The tip of my tongue
World and long renowned
As a quick-draw revolver
And though I’ve got it aimed
There’s no ammunition

I can’t seem to write
The words aren’t there
The back of my mind
A well catalogued library
Is in perpetual disarray
And every book I want to read
Has been loaned out

There’s ten thousand clichés
For what I’m trying to convey
But try as I may and might
I just don’t have the words
I’m stuck in the mud
Spinning my wheels
Running in neutral

I can’t seem to write
The words aren’t there
The tip of my tongue
Is still a well-loaded gun
Holstered beneath a smile
My thoughts itch the trigger
But I know better

Technicolor Hearts

it’s about to begin
soak in this spectrum
of light and sound
I sprayed my love
across your walls
in technicolor

pay no mind
to twisted faces
grinning smiles
their hollow eyes
looking, staring
right through

they’re monsters
locked away
stashed secretly
deep within
deep down
free them now

one thousand tiny
stinging paper cuts
from love letters
I couldn’t bear
to seal and send
piling ever higher

I’m so afraid
the messenger bird
shot out of the sky
a cloud of feathers
heavier than the sun
I can’t bear to witness
I can’t bear to be

I sprayed my love
across your white walls
in the technicolor
of my bleeding heart
it’s just as you imagined