Seperation Perfected.

sleeping with loneliness
as my karma unfolds
thoughts entering like hurricanes
manifesting themselves
inside the movement of my dreams
unstable emotions
waiting for their cue
falling all over myself
head over heels but
I am still not in love
with you.
words broken off
into great rivers of silence
biding time
watching 4am skylines,
as empty rooms everywhere
keep secrets of our past
unfaithful lovers shift under covers
while Los Angeles searches
for truth.
head over heels
but
I am still
and won't ever be
in love with you.