All Before

Weep for yourself, my man
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep little lion man
You're not as brave as you were
At the start...
Rate yourself, and rake yourself
Take all the courage you have left
Wasted on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head..
But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear,? Didn't I, my dear?

Tremble for yourself, my man
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble little lion man
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother..
Or else spend your days biting your own neck

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

Meditation

What It Felt Like

There was something about her

That made me want her

Although

She drove me insane

I hated her little chirps

Her games

But in her presence

I felt inspired

Fearless

In awe

I wanted her

Badly

The way she moved

The way she smelled

The way she paid attention

But things

As always

Were more complicated than that

We sparred

Figuratively

Actually

It was more of a dance

She wanted to see me

I wanted to show her

And so

Neither of us

Got what was

Desired

And the game

Became played

I opened another door

And closed this one

But I’ve not forgotten

What it felt like

To be inspired

And alive

ⓒ 2010 Shawn Michael Quinn