Concealed Attraction - Poem by Roger Bewman
Worried dreamscapes upholsterin midnight deja vous
memories romancin by, like a midnight train to barrierminduniversalis
teasin' the heart drivin' south of Aurora Borealis
seemed so easy...
Lonely gestures in the shy crowded affairs
apologies hidden drowned by publicised pubicdares
away from real action from me to you from you to me and back to them
sweet words unspoken in this elevisioned* mayhem
Starin' at the ceeling no twilight answers there to be told
Starin' at the mirror no answers there to unfold
conceived behaviours a concealed attraction
revived through smashed ink joint interaction
everything seemed so easy...
Fake take barbarilicious stakes
wingin'* about how love life sometimes breaks
nillionaire* of travel naggy* attempts and joys
fauxbin'* dreamer lunacious creepstalker step away from your imaginary toys
Errorist* in your trick or treat tideland
no name basis liaisons wild flower bedrisen lullabies
fancy impressions modern conversations
lure the endurin flare blindfolded
shit, see you around, please do take care
Would you catch me should I fall
live today as if there is no tomorrow
leave today and wait for future take away sorrow
fill the blank pages and still smile on time you borrow
Accordin' to http: //www.urbandictionary.com:
elevision(ed) = the act of people in an elevator staring up, uncomfortably, at the numbers as they light up when the car moves. Practiced out of nervousness.
wingin= to relax and kick back
nillionaire= a person without any money of their own
naggy= a word used to describe something that isnt very nice
fauxbin= having a faux (false) phobia
errorist= Someone who repeatedly makes mistakes. Says stuff he believes is true, but anyone with common sense can see he's wrong.
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