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Algonquin/Chicago, Illinois, United States
I enjoy watching people on various forms of public transit and listening to their conversations.
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Friday, May 26, 2006

there went the world

safe sex
the diaphragm
lacking of your self-control

diary
the top drawer
your mother wished she'd never seen
"i just wanted to be loved," she said,
"it's something that i never had."

call him
at 3 am
wishing to be reassured
he'd love to
of course he would
anything to get you in bed

"goodnight," she said,
"i'm going to start a revolution
and you can be the start of it."
it's in my head

footprints
and fallen leaves
these are the kind of things lovers think of
backseats and motels
these are the places that they've been
you want none
of these things
these are the kind of things that make us weak

"goodnight," she said,
"i'm going to start a revolution
and you can be the start of it."
it's in my head
"goodnight," she said,
"i'm going to start a revolution
and you will be the start of it."
it's in my head

tonight we'll
think twice
the awful scented nights
there went the world
it's just one girl
there went the world
it's just one girl
it's just one girl
there went the world
it's just one girl
it's just one girl
it's just one girl

it's just one girl..

1 comment:

tranquil_nights said...

sad poem...

Hah, how's it morbid. I'll have to work on a new lay-out that's not so "morbid", I guess...