Aug 13, 2005 19:52
Blackberries soaked in Moonshine
but I bet we'd
call them Moonberries.
Greatful Dead Bears
dancing around my ankle.
I can still feel your
teeth
in my shoulder,
I still feel you inside me,
still feel you beside me.
Things can't stay the same
you're forcing them to change.
I am
going out of range
and you are acting strange
when I'm near you.
Yes my dear,
I am quite aware
that she
is far prettier than me,
and she is way smaller.
Maybe I was too much
for you to handle, but
I don't
have the time or the energy
to make sense of you.