Sunday, April 11, 2010

Surge Protector

I'm so prepared to hook up,

to hook into you.

Ready to find someplace

to plug in my soul;

I don't need love,

I'm not seeking some new control.

Just a place to open up my head,

and rest the distressed

restlessness of my mind.

Let's play the game of spoons,

and nestle in the darkness of

closed drawers.

You can lay beside me,

but don't ask anymore questions;

simply wrap up with me in this bolt of darkness

and enjoy the time that has been allotted.

Be a friend, who'll play with me

in the light and all night long.

Just promise me that we'll

make up the rules as we go.

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