from the postmodern maiden to her knight

The way you look tonight
it’s like the stars were shining in your eyes
while you rage against the dark machine
flaming sword in hand
to plunge into its mechanical guts
to salvage its heart
not so you can win the princess
but to protect your armor-bearer from its rattle and hum
so you can both keep slashing your way
through the urban jungle

the way you look tonight
it’s like you woke up this morning
and put on a wet suit beneath
your suit and tie because you never know
whether it’ll be rain or shine round here
and you just hate to be stuck with your umbrella
because it just keeps you from dancing
like you want to underneath the bass drum sky

it’s like you got no rest because
you were awake with some name breathing
from your lips, and with your name singing
from my lungs
and that is all the beauty we need

now hear me
i’m not saying you look good
that’s a compliment i save
for the ones i just like a lot

what i’m saying is that
you look like yourself
and yet you look like someone i can’t recognize
because i’ve never seen his face
but i keep hearing his voice from the other room

what i’m saying, love
is that you look like
exactly what i did not expect
to come find me in this tower of my unbelief
and like all the hero i need

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One thought on “from the postmodern maiden to her knight

  1. Dave says:

    Please, please write more poetry on a regular basis. Because I make Shawn Stockman’s “ugly-face” every time I read it. So good.

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