By elby:   beltrans@mnl.sequel.net
Date: 3 April 1998

hooked

hooked
on a memory of a sly smile
that stirs a wild rush of warmth 
to a heart loaded with pathetic myths 
and acid truths that stubbornly insist
on the futility of drowning in 
a pool of ones own despair
until finally frustrated by such
senseless persistence
I will myself to move along and be 
ridiculously slapped by love songs on 
an ill-humoured path bent on depriving me
to be mutually understood
only to get high, again,
at a careless glance thrown by 
an unmerciful fool that has standards so high
looking at it hurts my neck
so instead I feel a scream building up
mocking my self control
yearning to be released
promising to soothe these maddening emotions
I am angered at this disastrous longing
a longing heightened out of nothing
Nothing!
but for now I curse and look the other way
when I see him walk in that lethargic swagger
hear him talk in that taunting voice
hold the hand of the luckiest girl alive
and in momemts that I think of
my unknowing object of passion
I implore every feeling tissue of my being 
still overwhelmed
by the thought of him to 
please
please please please 
let him go