Like your blood knows the way
Let's go!!! I need to go, I need to go out, I need to get out get out get out! GET OUT!!!!!
You know when all of a sudden, your body finally wakes up after months in slumber?
THAT JUST HAPPENED.
I am so relieved.
Now I'm ready to break out again for another summer, fall...start of winter. I hope I don't fall asleep in spring again.
The energy has mounted within my chest like a hardened, peeling artichoke. I'm ready to spit it out, leaf after leaf. I feel logged with...tears like hot tea and laughter too.
Are you ready to run. With me? I feel so alone. But I'm ready to travel the cosmos once again....Ooh I'm getting sick, this time with nostalgia, sweetness, memory, warmth. A long drift...into an indigo sky. I'm unstable, but more in touch. No, no, no. Completely out of touch. Nevermind.
No longer do I want to put stones in my mouth, though.
Oh, but is that bad? No..yes. Sort of. No.Yes. I want to lift up my hands. But I'm shocked. No, I knew it coming. What am I to do?
Grow something. Or take hold of the horse's hair. See where I go.
I'd like something to drink. I rarely drink, but this is one of those rare times when I want to feel warm, fuzzy, and slightly confused. Preferably with someone I love. And on a sunny afternoon, on someone's sofa. With green foliage here and there, the air really warm. And music. And....patchy light on the floor. So happy! Maybe we'd have a glass of wine together.
Oh god I had the chance to go out tonight!!! And dance. But I don't feel so fucked over as I did a few minutes ago. I'd rather NOT be in the cold right now.
Oh, Saturday you're almost here! I can't wait for you. I like Saturdays when they are piping hot, like good kisses.
You know when all of a sudden, your body finally wakes up after months in slumber?
THAT JUST HAPPENED.
I am so relieved.
Now I'm ready to break out again for another summer, fall...start of winter. I hope I don't fall asleep in spring again.
The energy has mounted within my chest like a hardened, peeling artichoke. I'm ready to spit it out, leaf after leaf. I feel logged with...tears like hot tea and laughter too.
Are you ready to run. With me? I feel so alone. But I'm ready to travel the cosmos once again....Ooh I'm getting sick, this time with nostalgia, sweetness, memory, warmth. A long drift...into an indigo sky. I'm unstable, but more in touch. No, no, no. Completely out of touch. Nevermind.
No longer do I want to put stones in my mouth, though.
Oh, but is that bad? No..yes. Sort of. No.Yes. I want to lift up my hands. But I'm shocked. No, I knew it coming. What am I to do?
Grow something. Or take hold of the horse's hair. See where I go.
I'd like something to drink. I rarely drink, but this is one of those rare times when I want to feel warm, fuzzy, and slightly confused. Preferably with someone I love. And on a sunny afternoon, on someone's sofa. With green foliage here and there, the air really warm. And music. And....patchy light on the floor. So happy! Maybe we'd have a glass of wine together.
Oh god I had the chance to go out tonight!!! And dance. But I don't feel so fucked over as I did a few minutes ago. I'd rather NOT be in the cold right now.
Oh, Saturday you're almost here! I can't wait for you. I like Saturdays when they are piping hot, like good kisses.