Nothing We Can Do

It’s just a letter
But I eat it like a pill
In hopes, it’ll make me better

Your pen a feather
An allegory, as an umbrella
Your stormy weather

With distance in-between
We’re still together
There’s nothing we can do to break this tether

© Delia Ross. 2020

Who am I writing for anymore? To whom do these words belong??
I don’t know if I can distinguish the dream world from the real world anymore.

Neo helps.

Morpheus:

Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?

The Matrix
What if you couldn’t distinguish the dream world from the real world?

I mean the only positive news that has come out of 2020 is the fact that the Matrix 4 is coming out and I’m trying to stay alive for that shit (it’s only news that they’re making another one- doesn’t mean the movie is coming out in 2020).

Can you teach me how to not worship you???? Before I go to New Orleans and see a voodoo doctor and start casting spells on you????????? Cuz, I mean, it’s moving up on the to-do-list, FYI.

Fool. I don’t know if you’re my kryptonite or what, but I’d take a fucking bullet for you ( I prefer offense and saving though, that’s what I’m efficiently trained to do).

I literally want to just leap Into Your Existence and wrap my entire body around you in a hug. I don’t think that’s normal response. I’m like a wild fucking animal. You like- turn me into a werewolf on a full moon. Can I ravage you?????

Fuck. I can’t breatheeeeee.

There ain’t a pill in heaven that makes me feel as good as your fucking existence.

Blocking is like putting a fence up for your own protection. So I don’t fucking turn all werewolf on you.

Cuz I do have a little bit of werewolf blood in me too. 🙂

I do stupid shit like howl at the moon- but once you’ve been sleeping in fox holes in a war zone in the middle of the fucking desert in Iraq for months at a time – yeah bitch howl til your heart’s content.

I iz beast. Untamed.

So, my very last breath will be loving you…

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