Apr 30, 2006 22:46
one more for me to send and
nothing happens in the end
i see
a million different objects
moving in a billion directions
in an ocean of infinity
and i'm just trying to hold
one thing in my hands
and i can't, although i try
this year i am a turtle
i am a master of disguise
most of the time, i live
in the sunshine
i live in a tiny, dormant seed
and spring is such a bitch
she comes and goes when she pleases
mostly i just get blueballs
and i am not a tiny, dormant seed
i am the memory of the world all in one atom
and i am moving in every direction
spring tells me to pull over for directions
and of course i tell her to fuck off
but out loud i say ok
i just want to hold one thing in my hands
and share it
like a pringles commercial
everyone likes pringles
i want to move mountains but i am a murderer
IT'S JUST A COUCH
and i am just the memory of the world
i just need to make one little correction
in the fabric of time
and then spring will be waiting for me
after a hard day
and dinner will be ready
and i will say, "Thank you starfish,
you were right about everything."
and she will say, "It's straight,
don't worry."
and then i will say
yes, there is still a fire inside
but out loud i will just say ok
but i remember when i could remember when
seems like a long time ago