spoken words (not all as true as the ones from yesterday)

Jul 20, 2009 10:27

I would like someone to discover me. (no, not like that)

An engineer in need of a bridge/i was john henry, pushing faster (harder, stronger) than all that noisy steam/someone is chopping quickly at my stays and struts/but things are never as they seem/i was a drummer (in need of a band)/someone is fucking with my set/and the tuba player is puking behind the turnstile/sixteen tons (and what do you get? all this weight pushing on my chest)/i'd like to make myself believe/that i will get over this (tell you lies)/but i am still without a bridge, a hook, or heavenly chord.

k.n.m.

"i try to focus on your eyes" // pr-scatterbrain

fanfiction, poetry

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