Beware Aquarius
with your idealistic eyes
and your new flesh
I am a scar
Beware Aquarius
with your measured waltz
and you’re inquisitive nature
I am a dichotomy
and a sea of possibilities
forgetful as can be
not precise
a bit off beat
Beware Aquarius
I tend to be a bit high strung for your taste
louder than all the voices that are tragic in your head
with vivid colors and bittersweet experiences
do not question where I’ve been
a lady never tells
Beware Aquarius
sometimes its bloody here
and sticky here
and neurotic here
more than often
overcast and grey
and the music of the morgue plays often here
it’s the British North Sea here black and cold
Poe and Plath are recited often here
Welcome Aquarius
sometime days it’s like Jane Austin here
Victorian beauty here
like a Shakespearean dream here
On certain days it’s filled with the melodies of Ben Harper here
played just for your Aquarian ear to hear
Be warned Aquarius
welcome Aquarius
it’s a beautiful mess here
