she went over to his apartment. clutching her decision. and he said, did you come here to tell me goodbye?. so she built a skyscraper of procrastination.
Second intermission. Anticipation. You know the third act. Small talk drops out of the play. You're standing in the lobby. Tightening your tourniquet.
You're my seeing eye dog and I am blind. You take me there every time. With that winning combination of loyal and kind. Your eyes like wells to the water of your mind.
Yes,. Us people are just poems. We're ninety percent metaphor. With a leanness of meaning. Approaching hyper-distillation. And once upon a time. We were moonshine.
Pavlov hits me with more bad news. Every time I answer the phone. So I play and I sing and I just let it ring. All day when I'm at home. A defacto choice of macro.
He caresses every bottle. Like it's the first one he's had. Saying. It ain't love. . But it ain't bad. It's the only reward. Bestowed upon me. And I have served faithfully.
I cannot name this. I cannot explain this. And I really don't want to. Just call me shameless. I can't even slow this down. Let alone stop this. And I keep looking around.
How come I can pick my ears. But not my nose. Who made up that rule anyway. How can you say that's the way it is. . That's just the way it goes. Why don't you decide for yourself.
I'm a pixie. I'm a paper doll. I'm a cartoon. I'm a chipper cheerful free for all. . And I light up a room. I'm the color me happy girl. Miss live and let live.
Life knocked me off my platforms. So I pulled out my first pair of boots. Bought on the street at Astor place. Before new york was run by suits. And I suited up for the long walk.
Lately I've been glaring into mirrors picking myself apart. You'd think at my age I'd thought of something better to do. Than making insecurity into a full time job.
You're taking up lots of space. Your shit is everywhere. Your breath is all up in my face. Your hands are swarming in the air. You're the first one out of the car and then.
Who knew. At this party that. I would walk in and I'd see you. I guess now. . We could just get drunk. Yeah, and that would be our excuse. You could slip.
You crawled into my bed. Like some sort of giant insect. And I found myself spellbound. At the sight of you there. . Cocooned in my room,. Beautiful and grotesque and all the rest of that bug stuff.
As dolls go I am broken. And you could just let that get us off the hook. But from under the umbrella of the unspoken. I see you giving me that look. .
you can doubt anything. if you think about it long enough. 'cause what happened always adjusts to fit. what happened after that. and it's hard to feel like you are free.
Come home and my guitar has nothing to say to me. I've recoiled from all my friends. And then I'm in misery. Been so long since I've been held. Really, since I was his.
New years eve we dropped mushrooms. And danced around the house. Making music with everything that we found. Incantation replaced resolution. And we vowed to allow each perfection.
New years eve we dropped mushrooms. And danced around the house. Making music with everything that we found. Incantation replaced resolution. And we vowed to allow each perfection.
Manhattan is an island. Like the women who are. Surrounded by children in a car. Surrounded by cars. . Or Manhattan was a project. That projected the worst of mankind.