Photograph by: Toni Frissell
I’m thinking I should throw away the key, lock me up in this misery, weakness creeping draining me emotionally. I’m thinking I can’t do it without the pills, chill me out for a minute, let me get happy again than I’ll quite, but why? I’m thinking this here can’t overcome me, I fought so hard I just want be. Set me right, set me right, set me high, so high up truth can’t touch me, yes there’s no need to rush me, where do I go from here?
I’m thinking low can’t feel so low, recall his face that was a low blow. How could you change so abruptly, no warning just told me “I’m too young for this shit” and then go start acting crazy. When exactly did you realize, was it while I fantasized about us two getting legalized? I don’t know love like you do, where’s my guru no one told me my story would have no you. I’m trying to cope, figure it all out, kind of funny hoping someone big, real big, will add a beat and help me see it out.
What’s it like to be admired? Body polished, fit, and wired. How does his touch feel on your skin not on mine. Is it delicate, cold, out of ten is it a nine? Where do I fall in his mind, thoughts distant, non-existent, hard to withstand. Does my visual cause glitches in your routine? Cast a spell on your manhood, hard to handle it’s Palestine. Is it true you might feign for me? How does your body fit with mine, ideal so epic that it may cross a line? Is it possible you and me, can I lay and fall to my dismay at your side eyes attentive, opened wide, is this real?
Where does my physical stand with you is it minimal or can I embrace for ever? Breath deep like I never, stand naked baring gold slightly, tarnished by other by it’s yours, do you want it? Is this too bold, will my light-almond focus be enough to invoke a caress far from friendly, for my pleasure mainly, do I stand a chance? Be front seat not side hit, will you play me off and prefer smooth nectar and tall, cut life lines before they crawl?
Battling yourself thinking light will come your way, why do we compare ourselves to another, we should love each other without any bother, but we kill to our dismay… Life’s purpose is set like a Lego set with a bet, they say dream within the realm of your vision, but how the hell can we live under constant supervision?
I take Cole’s truth, I take his word, I take his fault in this process after all it’s one guy with a lot to say, a lot to portray, crooked smile and all no one’s denying him pay,It’s sex and dark life but truth is truth and hits cold like a knife. This is about nothing and everything you imagine, looks can be deceiving just look at the record on that beauty queen. What it is, is it you or is it me? It’s on the color of the beholder feigning her body with glee.
This hit me like a 50 foot wave. I’m here, we are here, living and breathing life not only into ourselves but into our children, brothers and sisters. I’m here missing him and I know you miss him/her too… look at your surroundings and there they are.Whatever it is that is hurting, you need yourself now more than ever. Don’t look back, don’t look at the future, look at this moment, and work for yourself.
Live in peace and live with the people that strengthen your heart everyday. Let go of the bad memories, and the the people who drain your soul. Most importantly, make things happen for yourself. Men and women equally have opportunity.