Sunday, July 12, 2009

Goodbye

I can't recall much of last night
All I remember are those red drapes

He can't recall much of last night
All he can remember is the leather couch and the way it smelled

I can't recall much of last night
All I can remember is the way the moon poured in the room

He can't recall much of last night
All he can remember is the way her breast felt as she breathed

I can't recall much of last night
Oh who am I kidding, I remember last night all too well

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Send That Shit Out!

Send it!

Today

Today is my first day of school and I am scared.
I don't know anyone here, just Bobby, and he smells bad anyway.

Today is my first day of school and I am scared.
This building's way too tall and my legs are way too small.
There are stairs everywhere and sometimes I fear I'll fall.
It's likely to happen too! I heard it happened to some kid last year after all.

Today is my first day of school and I am scared.
I don't know anyone here, just Bobby, and he smells bad anyway.

Not Even Starry Clouds

That gap between the stars and the clouds has become much smaller.
Now I drool over the clouds in the day, and stare upward for hours gazing at the stars at night.

I love them both, I do.
But who am I to say which is better?
Who am I to say what is right?

Not even cloudy stars or starry clouds would simplify this now.
Not even starry clouds.

Friday, July 3, 2009