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I SMILE WHEN I SING
I’ve got no pants on
On nights like these I drive down Pacific Coast Highway with windows down,
The chilly air bothers only my choking lungs but not my shivering skin.
I sing loudly hoarse to the darkness that seems to have forgotten me.
Alone with my commercial infected radio and my melodic untrained voice
Pop-synthesized voices sing vapid words while the wind sings true.
Can you hear it?
I am heard only by the signs and posts of this empty street
As I amble past signs just under 10 miles over the speed limit;
Never trying to break any laws just trying to break free.
I drive to be surrounded by foreign signs in disorienting script
I want to find my truth where the only one speaking English is me.
Translation
I want to be understood and embraced by the constructs of isolation and velocity.
I look out the window and pretend my mirror doesn’t reflect me or see my face
Wrinkled and tired with dormant fears that sit leering but quiet like volcanic mountains.
But only stunning streetlights explode tonight into glimmers on my sap-covered windows.
When you feel alone in a crowded room sometimes you really need to be alone in quiet.
Tears don’t make noise.
Life update:
I moved. I don't have carpet. I don't like seeing certain people naked. School is busy. One more year of speech? I'm trying to do psychology research. Ken is a wonderful guy. I don't sleep well. I love this cat in my lap even though I'm allergic to him. Men are not dogs... they are cats. Lesbians have the right idea. Relationships are not black and white. Term papers are taxing at the last minute. I have two more years left of school because I am an over achiever. I am tired/horny. I will go take care of one/both of those issues on now. Goodnight.
Hope everyone is doing well. =)
-Kevin
I’ve got no pants on
On nights like these I drive down Pacific Coast Highway with windows down,
The chilly air bothers only my choking lungs but not my shivering skin.
I sing loudly hoarse to the darkness that seems to have forgotten me.
Alone with my commercial infected radio and my melodic untrained voice
Pop-synthesized voices sing vapid words while the wind sings true.
Can you hear it?
I am heard only by the signs and posts of this empty street
As I amble past signs just under 10 miles over the speed limit;
Never trying to break any laws just trying to break free.
I drive to be surrounded by foreign signs in disorienting script
I want to find my truth where the only one speaking English is me.
Translation
I want to be understood and embraced by the constructs of isolation and velocity.
I look out the window and pretend my mirror doesn’t reflect me or see my face
Wrinkled and tired with dormant fears that sit leering but quiet like volcanic mountains.
But only stunning streetlights explode tonight into glimmers on my sap-covered windows.
When you feel alone in a crowded room sometimes you really need to be alone in quiet.
Tears don’t make noise.
Life update:
I moved. I don't have carpet. I don't like seeing certain people naked. School is busy. One more year of speech? I'm trying to do psychology research. Ken is a wonderful guy. I don't sleep well. I love this cat in my lap even though I'm allergic to him. Men are not dogs... they are cats. Lesbians have the right idea. Relationships are not black and white. Term papers are taxing at the last minute. I have two more years left of school because I am an over achiever. I am tired/horny. I will go take care of one/both of those issues on now. Goodnight.
Hope everyone is doing well. =)
-Kevin