in the event parent – 12/20/13

12/20/13 9:39pm – 1/26/14 12:26pm

in the event parent 
(recording such a mood iii)

when first we met you were the one who dried me
then blessed water flowed while you stood beside me
when left and right hands met in prayer your god eyed me
then on out in the event to you was tied me

when last we spoke the wind was still inside me
then you were still above ground to guide me
when you went ill you wanted me bedside thee
then i didn’t know how long before i’d be

when the day came that life itself untied me
then your day came that same and denied me
just when i thought no breath was left to sigh me
then you took the wind and knocked it outside me

when i caught wind i was a glassy-eyed me
then for the first in a long time cried me
when it hit me you wouldn’t be the one who dried me
then i realized no more to you was tied me

when last we spoke the wind was still inside me
then you were still that day with your god bedside thee
when you told him below instead of beside me
then was your way of saying put the wind behind me

all boys iii – 12/15/13

12/15/13 11:13am – 12/31/13 1:16pm

all boys iii
(stretching bubble gum while they kneel)
(not to be continued..but it was)

all boys wanna be the perfect lover
they more than read my lips when taking notes
all boys wanna see is covered
puddles where i walk by laying coats

but i, i am not about that
bat eyes; my lids were made to bat

all boys wanna treat me like their sister
by making me feel one in the same
all boys wanna see mrs. and mister
by taking me straight to their last name

but i, i am not about that
bat eyes; my lids were made to bat

all boys wanna see to it they hold me
but don’t have me for the more there is
all boys wanna undo what they told me
about what’s mine also being his

but i, i am not about that
bat eyes; my lids were made to bat
for i wasn’t put here to kneel (talk) at

all boys – 12/15/13

12/15/13 11:13am – 2/8/21 3:33am (12/29/13 2:47pm)

all boys
(in giving this to her i would be saying i’m giving up)
(divided by my crossroads)

all boys wanna be my lover
but read my lips without taking notes
all boys wanna do is cover
puddles where i walk by laying coats

but i, i am not about that
bat eyes; eye lids were made to bat
for i was put here to talk at

not to be continued..