Out · of · the · Blue

the day you died they plucked grapes from small green plants
they said that it was going to be hot outside, for days,
on end.

the newspaper headlines were impressive and loud when they said that
love had conquered the world,
and no one would ever be able to escape.

hot tiles burned my feet as I played outside,
dancing free because mostly,
carelessness still ruled me.

I remember how, as I sat at your bed
you exhaled your very last breath
my hands touched your face because you were still warm.

you could’ve easily just wanted another grape,
I realized.

I didn’t understand
at the time.

why I'd never eat a grape again
or dance carefree in the sun
when I held you tightly afterwards
and cried uncontrollably on your arm.

that day you died.

eviltweeter © 2009

I feel so much love for you
But right now I’m drunk
And I have no idea where you are
Or how you are
Just I know that you were special
And you are
But no

You’re away
Too far

Too far away

Oh lover
Will you come back to me
Will you kiss me and hug me and hold me
Will you always love me

Oh lover
I had too much champagne
Though I had nothing to celebrate

I have no idea where you are
But I still need you
And cannot sleep without you
And cannot breathe
And cannot
And

You’re very far
Far, far, far away
But come on we’ve been through so much
And right now I’m drunk enough to say

I don’t think I could ever like you
So I’d better not try
But right now I swear I love you
I wish you’d come and tell me why

eviltweeter © 2008