fingers/mouth

May 08, 2004 19:22

ive got dirt in my shoe
bees in my spine
turn me up, and watch me grow dirty wings

my mouth is filled with what you think,
with what you think
i'm getting no where

fingers that i like
tracing words on my tongue
you do that right
but im growing old like this

can i make a flight here
and shut up your lips.

with no language or wordy movements
i mean, raw
inside, like just you
dirty in my shoe, dot dot dot
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