For The Thrill Of It All

Hugs and kisses, velvet wishesCome to an end and what’s leftChange husbands, like changing an old pair of shoes for new Like to buy a new pair of shoesSudden change to my heart’s colder weatherGets cold outside, feel blue, another breakthroughWork to get through the next dayEveryone says they’re coming through Can’t believe what anyone saysIt’s a new day and I’m one flew over the cuckoo’s nestHard pressed to think I messed up againTrying my best to stay compressed, so distressedMy heart thumps in my chestPlease God let me be Mae WestLife’s work a contest, possessed by desire to conquestImpressed by old things finessed, dressed to killLive in an all frills world Cotton candy cloudsAre worth more than riches          And more delicious too
Death gnaws at my lifeFret at changes in this body I no longer know like I used toNo longer ownThis body betrays me and does whatever it wants to doIt’s not me just a shell, like a tortoise I will shed My body like a garden hose, thrown around and carelessly mistreated till it grows holesNeglected, abused, torn inside out, rife with strifeCan’t get away from myselfThis body ages without graceThoughts seclude meNostalgia eludes meRandomly search inside to know this body that is mineLife’s burrs consume meSoul is youthful, yearns to learn, to see the unseenPhysical pains don’t belong to me, only this body I am forced to carryIt can’t all be bad - We all get oldSome of life glows with rhythm like sudden golden shimmers of a glad song Words are the answer to my body. Return to my roots, go slow with the flow, my words – this body begins to control what I doI swear this body is not me and struggle to see what I
truly am made of – sugar and spice, so niceDestiny tugs at my heart’s strings
I sing my way through the valley of my soul