twitch
weeping wailing
and misery
It’s all I have got
inside of me
hobbling ’round
on a broken crutch
Can’t hardly walk
without your touch
The vertigo of your presence
Madly tilting at the edge
between you and me
Like the twitch and kick
before falling asleep
Dancing on Thursday night
As though there was a plan
to be covert.
Mattwricks, This is brilliant. I have spent a lifetime resisting negative thoughts, the feeling that I am cursed. Twitch puts it in perspective: just as I am giving up control, the kick comes, revealing the secret plan, not for my defeat, but for my victory.
Comment by Sunsun — 13 January 2008 @ 3:53 pm
Sourced while listening to The Black Keys.
Comment by MattWriks — 15 January 2008 @ 4:06 am