Spilled Coffee
I’ll let my coffee spill
As I walk the green mile.
Left right,
Left right.
Sloshing to and fro,
I was here
I was there.
Just leave it.
Don’t mop it up,
It’s all that’s left of me,
A reminder of life
Spilling it’s banks
– Vagabond Prophet
Tag: poem
Which is it?
Am I so frail
That I can’t refuse
The beauty around
That we’ve misused.
Could I be stronger
You said I can,
But I don’t know how.
How could I
lash your arms to mine
So I could pretend I’m strong
Until I’m strong.
I know what I should do
But I’m afraid.
To which you reply,
“ which is it?
Scared and mine
Or safe and damned ”
– Vagabond Prophet
Reap what You Sow
With your smile you sow desire
Reaping pleasure with your lips,
You set my mind afire
With the movement of your hips.
Reap what You Sow
With your smile you sow desire
Reaping pleasure with your lips,
You set my mind afire
With the movement of your hips.
Which is it?
Am I so frail
That I can’t refuse
The beauty around
That we’ve misused.
Could I be stronger
You said I can,
But I don’t know how.
How could I
lash your arms to mine
So I could pretend I’m strong
Until I’m strong.
I know what I should do
But I’m afraid.
To which you reply,
“ which is it?
Scared and mine
Or safe and damned ”
– Vagabond Prophet
Spilled Coffee
I’ll let my coffee spill
As I walk the green mile.
Left right,
Left right.
Sloshing to and fro,
I was here
I was there.
Just leave it.
Don’t mop it up,
It’s all that’s left of me,
A reminder of life
Spilling it’s banks
– Vagabond Prophet
Whiskey
I miss whiskey
Even the bad kind
That burnt it’s way down
I received your disdain
Just yesterday
It burnt it’s way down.
Whiskey
I miss whiskey
Even the bad kind
That burnt it’s way down
I received your disdain
Just yesterday
It burnt it’s way down.
Slave
You said you were a stranger
But you said it so friendly that I didn’t quite believe yiu at first
You offered me a bottle
When You noticed I was panting
and clearly dieing of thirst
I eyed it with suspicion
That’s when you spoke unto me
“ it’s a long way I’ve marched
thirst has no respect for drought
The good stuffs on the inside
So drink it down if you are parched
I took a deep draft
Like a fool
Really daft
And I’m pretty sure I’m suffering now
Went down sweeter than love
Then tremors gripped me like a glove
“Take my money take my money
make this all stop”
With a deep deep laugh you Chuckled and spat “ not your money but your life! Your blood your soul your heart, that’s what I wanted from the start”
I want everything, everything that makes you you.
Eviscerated violated and then taken to the grave
That’s what I want, I want a slave
I wake up panting
And you stepped back into the mirror
Took a deep bow and pat yourself on the back sayin
“ if this isn’t want you wanted
Well then you won’t be haunted
But if I’m honest I think that you will be.
Yiu never once said no never once said go,
You’re conviction ain’t convincing
You were far from resistant.
Maybe next time arm yourself against all your favourite tastes and smells
Or you’ll find yourself on tour in deepest depths of hell
Fear I long for
Loving you is like
The kind of fear I long for
Awful, wonderful.