Feb 26, 2004 11:39
oh, this is another letter.
to whom it may concern.
dear lady, dear mister.
hey lover, hello babykiller.
my skin has given up on me. cancer, disease. my walls are breaking. does that mean you'll see my insides? maybe im just shedding. every 18 years. i can feel it underneath. perhaps its just my inner child trying to come out. he has been in control lately. games games. surely i play. /say say oh playmate/ come out and play with me/ and bring your dollies three/ climb up my apple tree/ slide down my rainbow/ into my cellar door/ and we'll be jolly friends/ no one wants to see-saw with me. i guess ill play with myself. inappropriate. 'hello? mom? are you at the gym? after, do you want to play with me? lets go on a date.' mother comes home too tired. narration. alliteration. theres none of that. im just moving along. singing my songs. /side by side/ but my smiles have been guilty lately. children, worker, pass me by. ill smile my wicked smile. all im thinking of is the rain. why do you make me feel so? 'smiles have their places'.
ive been feeling like a six year old boy. i need my stuff animals and baby talk. keep me company with lies. 'the tooth fairy is better than god, she gives us money'.
centavos. 'hold your breath when you go inside a tunnel, make a wish if you make it all the way through, its bad if you breath in the dark'. that was never me. uncle told me to scream instead. 'its safer in the dark'
and yes, i was on the roof that night. singing my songs. cowboy boots to make me feel like a man. i cant figure out anymore if im crying or laughing.
come and conquer you promise land
dear lady, i dont write them just to be romantic. ill keep smiling my wicked smiles and all you have to do is make me feel guilty. let me pay for such an honor.
my stars? i like the way moments stop sometimes. chocolate milk is always good. thunder/lightning storms make me feel sexy. i like the dark. sometimes i wish i could fly. orange looks good on me. scorpio in the hizzazouse. ass? muscles? psh, smiles are the most attractive thing on earth. moles have their places too. words can always keep you company. and lies are just too much fun to do without. let me be your caretaker
vroom vroom
its fast like i like it. its almost march now. nuevo york, here i come. t-shirts? keychains? who wants a present?. tend to my flowers while im gone? hey lover, ill be waiting. im never worried. but with you. i shouldnt say such things. forever. always. /damn.../ ill be waiting for the graveyard roses. come and drop them by. i dont know if its my place to tell you such promises. but i dont care, as long as you're /alright/. i wouldnt know what you're going through. so tell me. im no mind reader. gift giver. love maker. take care of the lilies. ill be waiting till spring. you cant find solace in tears.