Never square, never square, never be square just
embrace your demons. Hold
your fears close like you do me.
Forget your name, your love, your past and
escape far off the grid. Leave
you debts unpaid and enter this
vast green land. Just
two naked souls drowning in orange leaves.
The earth shall hold
us in her womb and
we’ll be reborn. A newer you and crazier me.
Drink my October tears and worship me.
I’ll never overlook this
sexy, murderous tale. And
no fucked up lies will make me go. So just
cradle my demons cuz I’m never wiggling from your hold.
I’m too mystified to leave.
Though it’s easy to do, you could never leave.
You’re too molded to escape me.
My loveliness is strong like my hold.
You can’t get enough of this
nomadic romance, this radical tale. Just
stay radical, stay radical! And
never be square! Let’s make everyday a holiday and
swim naked in the fallen leaves.
Light a candle to our anarchistic way. Just
you and I. Two learned nomads. A fairy tale written by me
and lived by us. I’ll forever embrace this
nameless place. I’ll hold
your bread and hold
your hand. And
I promise not to bagel you or escape this
nomadic romance. To leave
would become a regretful life for me.
Let’s make everyday a holiday and just
Our demons will hold us and we’ll neverleave
our turbulent love. You won’t bagel me
and I won’t ruin this liberal romance. Off the grid and just.
This was written for my poetry class. Tell me how I can fix it. :D