Monday 22 September 2008

Liberty tatters/ The derision you decide.

My squalid liberty cherub
I love your Congenital temerity make-up

There Could be could be
The dersion
Could be could be
But I parallaxed my perception.

Primative sin that leads to no creation
swells to the point of nausea the
closer I get to my destination

Anybody could have seen us in the window
an jus how many have you seen
but you show your love
by refusing to talk of whos been

taboo in the afternoon
now I'm powdered
till revealed curious and naive
Just a malleable fool
Just
a
malleable
fool

My squalid liberty cherub
I love your Congenital temerity make-up

There Could be could be
The dersion
Could be could be
But I parallaxed my perception.

An I know I never moved
like a knew i could
later you told me of the pain
oh sorry inexperience
but I'd never witnessed such an entrance.

For she came to me
with a boy in her hand
a brusque rebuke
and quite a cold demand

Now I'm just a malleable fool
ever far from the vial
just a malleable fool
respiring from a vial

Inanimacy and everything in between
assumed such significance
though it was only I impacted
the stratosphere may as well have been in tatters
that derision, derision has long since ceased to matter
Now the liberty you took for granted lies in tatters
those liberty tatters
liberty, liberty tatters.


My squalid liberty cherub
I love your Congenital temerity make-up

I said this

The fact that the potential exists for us to be together, but your velotion does not
i do find dissappointing
But I can fully understand the reason(s) for you selecting solitude over my company.
I am just thinking that anyway, ending the nothing you allow me now, would ultimately prove less dissappointing, than ending the something you might allow me in future.