Silly Monkey Review

May 07, 2006 22:30

At the Review I was told to "make friends"
Make Friends?
I think I'd rather sit only in my own personal vacuum.
I think I'd rather move to Mexico.
Now there is where you can now find true friends.
A bunch of mexican's cut down my dead trees the other day.
The morning of the review.
Circling and Circling
Around these obsolete swaps which I am stuck in.

Lost in a basement like cold drafts
I’m running with scissors again
But this time I’m running out of string
I’m running without a connection
And my extension cord has run short
I’m running incoherently
And I’m lost in feverish heights

Sink down
Into my head
I'm not even sure what that means anymore.
I guess it use to be real
Now it's just all one big fat pastel.

At the Review They told me to “make friend”
My scissors need sharpening
And I’m growing uninspired by these colors of spring.
Forget this I’m moving to Mexico.
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