I wish you didn't play with my head
Or I didn't play with mine
Or whatever
I wish I could look at your name
In the regular way
And not like a combat statistic
Pushing up daisies where a headstone should be
I wish I didn't feel.
Like a robot counting the days
With warm metal indifference.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
On being inside time
I lose myself inside today Rattling against walls Smooth unmarked unyeilding With the futility of An unwatched clock Today is much too vas...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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