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uncharted waters 51 nathaniel segall ps Captain of my red ship Alone in a slight breeze Traveling through shadow’s light, Covered in plant life I wish you wore green An open ocean of thoughts, With it my mind’s fog drifts Mist harboring lost souls to draining destinations A storm feels me approaching I wish she wore green Finding myself in the eye Leaves me out of control A ticklish ironic paradox No wind! Calm seas! The world is getting adjusted to spin me to eternity I hope they wear green when they remember me I miss green I miss your sheets I inhale “thee” dream A moment’s shine A blessing’s intrusion Our beautiful beautiful illusion Cook up the past and take a hit with me, Never looking away from the storms calculated confu- sion Un cariff de vins A quarter bottle of calvados An abundance of lethalities Moderation out the door when death won’t stop knock- ing on the portholes I wish she fucked me in the greenest of seas My unconscious like open water, Leaves land nowhere in sight I sneeze at the sunlight Breaking waves ahead Chill eyes, blue with fury, contrast in my green love Sunday wind turns my head, towards the false idol in the sky Show me what color my blood is Point to the star that fits me best Color me with sounds of your orgasm I wish I wore green, baby The moon rubbing my eyes open Already my own tombstone I smell rhododendrons I run up cold wooden stairs at first snow We kiss the clouds We race to see who can dream first, Myself and my star in the sky, never too far off I dream of open green and eyes made of sincerity I die by 25 says a girl’s naiveté I wish I bled green I wish I sank instead of this outcome Your dimes placed on adoring flesh My hands pressed against your memory My thoughts engulfed in our moments Blurry majesty Falling star Headed right for me I see you even with my eyes closed tight My most beautiful green star on the cloudiest of nights ps+

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uncharted waters51

nathaniel segall

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Captain of my red shipAlone in a slight breezeTraveling through shadow’s light,Covered in plant lifeI wish you wore green An open ocean of thoughts,With it my mind’s fog driftsMist harboring lost souls to draining destinationsA storm feels me approachingI wish she wore green

Finding myself in the eyeLeaves me out of controlA ticklish ironic paradoxNo wind!Calm seas!The world is getting adjusted to spin me to eternityI hope they wear green when they remember me I miss greenI miss your sheetsI inhale “thee” dreamA moment’s shineA blessing’s intrusionOur beautiful beautiful illusionCook up the past and take a hit with me,Never looking away from the storms calculated confu-sion Un cariff de vinsA quarter bottle of calvadosAn abundance of lethalitiesModeration out the door when death won’t stop knock-ing on the portholesI wish she fucked me in the greenest of seas My unconscious like open water,Leaves land nowhere in sightI sneeze at the sunlightBreaking waves aheadChill eyes,blue with fury,contrast in my green love

Sunday wind turns my head,towards the false idol in the skyShow me what color my blood isPoint to the star that fits me bestColor me with sounds of your orgasmI wish I wore green, baby The moon rubbing my eyes openAlready my own tombstoneI smell rhododendronsI run up cold wooden stairs at first snowWe kiss the cloudsWe race to see who can dream first,Myself and my star in the sky, never too far off

I dream of open green and eyes made of sincerityI die by 25 says a girl’s naiveté I wish I bled greenI wish I sank instead of this outcomeYour dimes placed on adoring fleshMy hands pressed against your memoryMy thoughts engulfed in our momentsBlurry majestyFalling starHeaded right for meI see you even with my eyes closed tightMy most beautiful green star on the cloudiest of nights

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