Emotion is a playground

Emotion makes the miracle
Between love and a brick
Emotion makes the heart pump
Buttercups and peppermint
Emotion is my energy
And there’s nothing wrong with it

Emotion is a playground

Emotion is my pow!
The perfume of my feelings
The colour of my now

We should say nada nought

In the heatwave of emotion
We shouldn’t think either
Any unabashed thoughts
We should just feel soft pulsings
Of the waves that come upon us
Then we’ll feel aliver…
And we’ll know just how and who
Then we’ll know to light the fuse

Meantime we’ll just wait and be aware

What gifts what’s past might bring?
Then we’ll break through the choppy waves
In the cloudy sea of knowing unknowing

Emotion makes a dragon arise

Eat the echoing sun
And then we realise
She’s the unfettered image
Which constitutes the sensation
of an eclipse
Emotion melts cast iron
When it perceives the trail
of sultry trips
Taken on the trail
of your red and smoky lips

I shouldn’t think in this state

I’ll do something dumb and act on reflex
I should extinguish these feelings
before it gets too late
I mustn’t send you this text
Who else can I muster to do it?
I wish I had an evil twit…
I shouldn’t be allowed out – I’m not fit…
I wish I had an evil twit…
And they could go and do it
Its all over ma – I’ve lost the plot
I really am an evil twot
blah blah woof woof - dot dot dot.

26/02/2012

Image - Klimt - 'Philosophy'