Underground_Network
September 25th, 2010, 01:07 PM
Illegitimacy
Fishnets and bronze hooks
Once used as bait
Now used for a different
Form of luring in.
Girls on sidewalks used to be
Smiles and sunshine
Victims of limelight desires,
Now girls on sidewalks
Are pilgrims in promiscuous attire.
Catch the trout from far out;
How much does it weigh?
Enough to feed your family?
I thought not.
Now unhook yourself from this youthful innocence
And join me beneath the covers.
The sheets are stained with sentimentality
Do not wince, do not turn away,
Feel the sunlight on your skin,
Feel the sting of a lover’s pain,
The tryst is worth the bitter kiss,
Don’t let the river go downstream,
Upstream is where you’re meant to be
(Fishing for reality).
The moment is over,
Your smile is gone,
The fishnets all torn,
The hooks bent and misshapen,
The river is still
But the trout is escaping!
Fishnets and bronze hooks
Once used as bait
Now used for a different
Form of luring in.
Girls on sidewalks used to be
Smiles and sunshine
Victims of limelight desires,
Now girls on sidewalks
Are pilgrims in promiscuous attire.
Catch the trout from far out;
How much does it weigh?
Enough to feed your family?
I thought not.
Now unhook yourself from this youthful innocence
And join me beneath the covers.
The sheets are stained with sentimentality
Do not wince, do not turn away,
Feel the sunlight on your skin,
Feel the sting of a lover’s pain,
The tryst is worth the bitter kiss,
Don’t let the river go downstream,
Upstream is where you’re meant to be
(Fishing for reality).
The moment is over,
Your smile is gone,
The fishnets all torn,
The hooks bent and misshapen,
The river is still
But the trout is escaping!