I'll write your name
In capitals
Then scribble it out
Again
Underneath the censorship
That's where you will remain
I have placed a prohibition
On thoughts of you and I
Those dangerous recollections
Hidden from my mind
Tomorrow is tomorrow
Tomorrow will never come
Tomorrow is the date
On which the thought of us is done
I'll write your name
In capitals
Scrawled across my hand
And hope that no-one
Asks me why, or when
Or who or how

Comments
Curse of 222 | September 5, 2009 - 12:46
creative and honest. i really like the phrasing and spacing. good write.
"On which the thought if us is done"--should 'if' be 'of'?
jason
ankari | September 5, 2009 - 15:00
thank you jason, that's good to hear
yes, that was a typo, good spot, I will change it now.
ankari x