Aug 28, 2009 23:27
I just may be a broken record
I'm content with the crickets
pleated and playing in plaid
rhythms intice me to beats
beats beatings.
and when it's late at night
I pause through memories
of scratched tracks that
skip through my mind.
some parts are cracked
cracked cracked.
I'm a lonley dice roller
smacking lips and a cool smile
hiding under black blankets and
snaping at you. snaping at you.
like your new mom. I'm on repeat.
repeat. repeat.
-kelsey williams