Something Else

That siren smile was something else

as voiced by my mother

because she's got the years

that I don't

to make it really mean something

and when I borrow her words

I like to present them            

in her voice

with the proper inflection

the proper genuflection

before the altar of that old love

that makes this new love

so very true

Pardon the preamble

but I was thinking

about the best way to tell you

that I wanted to stop

and let you convince me my thetan levels

were out of this world

but I knew if I pulled out my earbuds

that smile would be swallowed

and whatever spell

you placed upon me

would break

whatever love I felt

would crash upon the rocks

The world is made of moments

and I spend most of them

trying to string together

the ones just past

into some sort of mythology

that's just as crazy

as whatever it was you were selling

just as ludicrous

as the way I fall in love

with a pair of lips

lifted up like wings

to carry me away

from the whirlpool of the world