Monday, August 23, 2004

Toward What

Love birds
Almost touched us
Some words
Don't do justice
To thought
Who got
Too hot
On ice

Total failure
Total bore
Somali soldier
Russian whore
Nexus
Next rush
Sex touch
Half price

Bar hopping
Risk and chance
Window shopping
Without pants
Absinthe
Absence
Abstinence
Cowardice

Walking stroll
Memories
Rock n' roll
Enemies
Irate
My mate
Hydrate
Dry rice

I want you in the worst way
Go home
I wish you happy birthday
By phone
I'd drink you 'til I'm thirsty
I've shown
I don't want you to hurt me
Unknown

It's only seven-thirty
Alone
Loneliness is burning
Homegrown
Try to de-shirt me
Your clone
Why did you desert me?
Bone loan

Here
Take a cast of it and fuck yourself
Or
Break your back and then go suck yourself

Take this map, that chart of my mind
When the subject comes up
You can know what I might have said
Had you kept a part of me alive

Personify the humid weather
So that I can thank it
For making you even prettier

When I tried to get with Heather
I just couldn't make it
You're making my life shittier

But I can't complain
For you give me much
To contemplate

You might be insane
But I want you
I can't concentrate

On normal things
Next season brings
An unknown step
Toward what

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