pour me up until...
when did i die to you.
was it when i went to work on myself voluntarily
or was it when i went to work on myself involuntarily.
when was my corpse and remains more entertaining than hugs with interaction.
was it when you caught wind of something frozen.
rare words in rare forms and rare phrases combined.
it's like..
to get in-line and to use in-line was it when you used the skate ramp.
was it when the park didn't serve as something for children anymore or was it the skate park or the parked car.
was it when i was more moved by the growth than the young shit we used to do. knowing the sky changes colors.
was it when WE watched it, or was it when it watched you with someone else.
run my memory not my pockets because i'll voluntarily give both for your growth flower.
when i don't see flower children, not us indigos, but when i don't see flower children and gems commencing something that's forever.
did i die to you when the tears met the TRINITY or did i die to when they could've been used to help flowers grow like an aqua globe.
i might've died when you favorite toy died. when your favorite pet developed a voice. when the littlest pet shop became pet smart and the jokes you withheld you were forced to say and had no direction.
did i die when you didn't know what a landing pad was?
did i die when
did i die when we were apart as death should separate but your inability to control your thought process let the ones without the same values implement doritos
did i die when hatred was entertainment. or when repetition and regression and retreating was more everything than attacking.
i must've died when the gloves came off.
i must've died when the mattress became a mat and the laughs became cries for help and in sickness and in health the more sickening the more comfortable you were.
did i become deceased when the disease was said to not have a cure but our health is what heals THEM. did i die when you didn't want black.
id answer but it's not for me to.
did i die when you found out that all i do is live for you. or when i have wide arms and being held a certain was searched for and not located, not located, not located. not found... not found. not found
i died when the bitch caught her retail
did i die when the well was poisoned then to you i've never lived but the idea.
i died to you when homeruns were easily accessible.
i died when i missed YOUR practice attempting to make a different money to perform for you.
i died when the court jester didn't get the gist but the teacher and mercy in you fell for your ignorance.
maybe i'm jumpin to conclusions leapfrog.
the children say the damnest things. and rudy couldn't read but my God, God is great.
i died when you couldn't see the waves. i died when removal was more cool than creating. not that MAKING room is the goal. but was death more enticing than life invasive. the new worlds were scary to you.
the well that was poisoned was the fountain of youth and all the milk was spoiled and chunky.
you've still life to me tho. that beating heart, pumping mind, swimming spirit, able everything. but even God needs guidance.
or rest. and i died when i rested.
happy sunday.
had to be when i left it to flesh.
