Apr 25, 2003 18:50
There are pieces of me everywhere.
Shall I continue...
Should I deposition everyone?
Give them a number to hold, while I wait and watch them take it and mutilate it into moist sweaty pieces, deteriorating before our very eyes the only thing I had going.
A disguise.
And as barbaric principle after principle nailed it and held it heavy to the wall, I flexed my lungs and buried my heartbeat in the earth.
I never expected to find it in a hard cold case.
I am willing to tell one whole solid truth.
I am electrified.
I now, have no choice but to avoid all metal. Shock after shock all day long, days... end on end...
I am assuming you are responsible.
Take it or leave it.
But way inside it, in a coin op...there is a piece of fucked up toll, that I inteniotnally lost, that you will now have to remove with your memory. Well, as intenionally as we allow ourselves to dissolve... I only pray for certain people. IF you understand me, then you know this means you.
I will be there to see it off, if you so desire it to be. TIDE OUT
I would prefer we find a place to hide, and watch the planet and it's psycho hunter gatherers, leave us our lush lives.
But I see there are people between the pump, the fuel, and the register.