Apr 12, 2004 11:18
my heart is full of
rubber-
bands
that keep getting caught on the
fringes of
h
op
e.
and i'm swallowing sunrays to give
my skin some
false color.
passing white dashes on
the freeway,
reminding me that
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i can't make me into a memory that
evaporates like smoke
into the air.
i only feel
ptytre when i'm soaking in
di
rt
y
bathwater. the sunlight, nor
lies can get me here.
i don't feel like
being d i z z y
by dashes
on the free
way
not tonight. i want to swallow
b/l/o/o/d from
cheap
wine glasses
purchased
from the dollar store.
i want to hear the
rubberbands SNAP! i want you to
EVOL me. i want
to wash in
your dirty bath
w a
t t
e r
i don't want these rubberbands to
consume my <3 any longer.
i want the white dashes to mean something.
its the po
ll
en in the are that is making me sneeze
... my heart is full of rubber bands caught on the fringes of hope.
this is what i comes
do
wn
to