Let's Call It Love

My dear it comes pouring out don't call it love don't call it anything

everything buried exhumed I can hear you shout above the beat

crashing through volume exerting muscle say my name say anything

at all just to hear your voice that bestial wail that beat breaking into

a roll strings chugging your lips kissing mic no more waiting only

living lets call it love dark streets empty darkness obscured by day

is it is it is it is it more than this is could be nothing at all it could be

this is it this is it this ? don't call it anything call it everything it is it is

this it is this it isn't everything it is only some thing some one some won

some forget some regret some lament it is it isn't every thing it is the

only thing it is the only thing worth worth any thing worth forgetting

this could be how love comes to pass this is how the days are torn from

us this is peace this is frailty this is strength this is no thing it is just it is

this it is just this justice the sum of karmic action reap the crops of the

field hands toiling brows heavy with sweat loves nectar pouring down

your back so pure a sight never to be seen scene again a simple outpour

of grief of everything buried everything hoped for all ambitions relinquished

to reality to this harsh light to this harsh world every thing no thing no one

no won no cause to fight no fight cause drowning in amber choking on it

giving in accepting fate oedipus' folly ignorance masters of our destinies

pull back the brooches your eyes illuminate the world truth illuminate

what you have ignored the self the self should be revealed destroyed re built

into the desired form no fate no destiny only that which rests in these fragile

hands pounding writing loving clenching caressing missing longing for tha

connection that was real any thing to feel that again any thing any one is but

is not enough it is never enough selfish ego gratify your self gorge on your

pity have your fill then vomit all into the darkness the bile running from your

lips all this all nothing all every thing all of this is this is this is this is this is

Note: due to my inability to figure out the formatting on this page this is not how

this piece is meant to be seen. i had intended it to be one massive block of text

and not this crap. but what does it matter i suppose. either that or it should have

appeared double spaced. so unless i can figure that out this is as it appears but

again definitely as i envisioned it.