Cirque Tragique  

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5/5/2006 2:12 am

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5/5/2006 2:16 am

Cirque Tragique



You pour words from your lips

onto the burning walls of my life,

and leave me cold and exposed,

yet unafraid and begging for more.

Ever attentive and fully open to you,

when you say my name,

do you know what you’re doing?

Do you know?

The smell of 1000 beers on your breath and

100 packs of cigarettes on your fingers

used to dull the pain of your memories

is still not enough to deter me from you,

from your touch and your love.

When you hold me close and say you love me,

do you know what you’re doing?

Do you know?

You walk around with that fixed look of consternation,

When you take my hand in yours

to remove my splinters,

do you know what you’re doing?

Do you know?

Realizing that I cannot be with you

although my heart yearns constantly

makes it impossible for me to pretend

that everything is okay.

We were all fat and happy

until you came around

and injected us all with your reality.

When you walk away to sleep alone,

do you know what you’re doing?

Do you really know?




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