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September 2009 
Spitting you out
Posted on Apr 4th, 2008
by 
forrest
forrest
somedays i want to eat you whole
somedays i want to spit you out
you are after all, just an idea in my head
and i, am just an idea in my head.
Brightness of morning sun, clear mountain view
vines that twine around the wooden deck
thoughts of you, emotions that arise
nothing but a fog that swirls around
in the light of the day, maybe i can know myself better
and make no big deal of it
and let our friendship lay fallow for another day or two
or month or year or eternity
kissing the grasses as i walk through the summer fields
holding the apple gently in my hand before i twist it free
and eat it/you one bite at a time.
ok, i lied...
i never want to spit you out...
somedays i want to spit you out
you are after all, just an idea in my head
and i, am just an idea in my head.
Brightness of morning sun, clear mountain view
vines that twine around the wooden deck
thoughts of you, emotions that arise
nothing but a fog that swirls around
in the light of the day, maybe i can know myself better
and make no big deal of it
and let our friendship lay fallow for another day or two
or month or year or eternity
kissing the grasses as i walk through the summer fields
holding the apple gently in my hand before i twist it free
and eat it/you one bite at a time.
ok, i lied...
i never want to spit you out...
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