Saturday, November 21, 2009

quarter beats, strung up
neck, throat, esophageal corresponding points
thoughtless collision on the front step of some building
kicked over cans, my mind is wet
just go home
just go home
heels in dust devils, memory serves right...you forgot to fight, i left my shock with a girl i kissed
too young, unfurnished homes
fatherless
brotherless
i'm fearing sex in the wake of absent revelations
flipped switch, broken bottle, tangled mane
tangible pains of uncertanty
hello, goodbye
awake, alive
delaying involuntary movements
the dialation of pupils
the internal grinding
something now, less then, hurts more, or less,
but really
who gives a fuck
we're more than a little lost
goodnight, goodnight my love, my motherless vessel

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