Love Song

Hello my Sepia toned canvas,

Metamemory of your body rattles
A cage of chained goldfish escapades
Do you mind if I borrow a line
Or do I have to steal it?
This isn’t a love song ~

Goodbye my strong eyed dreary ties

Eager left well unsaid, telephone off the receiver said
“Broke free ~ the caged-tigers came tumbling out”
So I had to steal a line just to see her
Had to steal a line just to see her
And this isn’t a love song ~

So don’t take me that way

Even when you laughed and danced
It all away, I prayed goodnight
While I snuffed the light,
Loathsome tunnel reality
But this was never meant to be a love song ~

By David Powers
November 15, 2009