rough draft

Mar 24, 2006 19:08

"it's my birthday and i hate cake"
and so does she
but the taste of frosting in his mouth
makes it a little better.

such a shame, he says
we leave tonight for topeka
such a shame, she says
so do i.

and everything that wasn't said
will it be forgotten?
everytime you shrug off regret
(it's not that hard)
won't you remember?
the best secrets are the ones you never tell.

she follows him up the stairs, backstage
through the walk of shame
and he follows her up the stairs, outside
only 20 miles away

he slips his hands inside her
to warm the chill of midwest weather
the victory of tangled sheets and heavy breathing
has never seemed this complicated.

she laughs, and pulls him close
"i was never good at math"
but you and i, it works right now

just relax ----, we're in kansas...
within these 41 dollar walls
there's no place like this home
tonight.
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