still going like that fucking bunny with the battery and drum

Oct 05, 2005 23:04

i surely wont repeat myself and you wont let me beat myself let alone just be myself i never could cause who knows how im so overdramatic with the words all run together theyre merely symbolic and yet theyre nothing at all just a pattern partially repeating but not really all that revealing at least not as much as you might tell yourself. what if its just all made up i lie like no other im always undercover am i rhyming or is it coincidence if this was out loud i would stop and spit right now below became above me there the flying bugs almost said doves but thats just shit words for the hell of it its unimportant what you make of this its just alright.

forgotten ducktape upon the wall once held a shirt that then did fall away from the wall and upon my desk with destitute destiny clinging to my chest i walk through the doors not through the wood but through the space the door at one time once occupied about 3 seconds ago before i pushed it out. half these words dont fit at all in fact back there i nearly saw myself fall for the backspace key without the irony of fiction that is truly fact but you cant see that cause the lies are thick hit it with a broom see the dust fly from it he bit through his lip so thoroughly that i cant even see the hole its just completely lying on my floor not really its all just a metaphor but what for who knew now knows but just what glows it doesnt even count above the letter three which is truthfully c so dont argue with me its not in my chemistry class i dont have one but i might just have a gun no thats a bluff and you know it but it fits oh so perfectly you just cant quite see so if you take a step back then you still cant see cause it moved on without you so just lay with me and wait for it to come back around again.
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