whatevs.

[odds_against_me]

* iPod playlist poetry *
* Put your player on shuffle.
* The first lines of the first twenty songs are your poem.
* The 21st line is the title.

"slag pit"

it seems that you're keeping me down and it just seems pointless to work this thing out.
do you memorize theatrical lines that seem to lead them in?
good night my angel, time to close your eyes and save these questions for another day.
last call, lights on.
if that's the way you want it well there you go.
over and out is what she said from a hospital bed.
what you want, baby i got it.
what's the matter with the clothes i'm wearing?
so lets close our eyes & we'll talk in the morning.
follow me down.
LA light never shined quite as bright as in the movies.
here you'll find me in between heaven and hell my dear where nothing's what it seems.
2 am and she calls me cause i'm still awake.
my wrist is cradled in the curve of my guitar.
i'm through with standing in line of clubs i'll never get it.
is anybody listening?
deliver me out of my sadness.
my favorite girl.
i can feel it coming in the air tonight.
this love is like a raging lion.