May 26, 2002 01:52
she asks:
how much you got in you? Another migrane and late at night coffee
he says: im running on empty, last time that happened I was stoned.
she says:i go all the way baby,
he said:the furthest i've ever been is the sun
she says:i dont know if im crazy, but its about all ive ever done
make eye contact, look away, pretend that never happened.
run into each other, look around speechless
-she says: do you want bread?
-he says: i like lima beans.
and chinees takeout leftovers, how about you come to my place instead?
stumble through the door, cant figure out who is who,
fall onto soft/uncomfortable carpet, scratches the skin on her back and legs.
Kicks off loafers pulls off socks, brought at gap, 3 for 15 dollars.
Underneath the mess of last weeks clothes
They find them selves a nest,
Forget the parents, the neighobors, the boyfriend at home
Forget all the rest.
Littered memories, all over floor
old records of the carpenters and ricky lee
just an old obsession, an old era, and a different fantasy
save it for another night.
hmm if thats not spon-tan-eous.. then.. i guess it isnt. one day i will re-arrange it all to make sense..