The Mars Volta <3
"Where is will call?"
"I don't know who that is."
The Mars Volta was IS fucking incredible. The dancing of Cedric and Omar, mhm. Holy shit. Holy shit - I can't make much of an intelligent coherent statement because the words don't quite exist. Then a 11 pm tribute to Cedric and Omar with my Tex-Mex omelette at some random diner. <3
you can't see what i'm scribbling
it's intentional
but you can't help but wonder
what shapes the ink forms
from the way my hand moves
you don't know
can't see my paper
i can't pinpoint why i don't want anyone to know
anyone to know the incoherent shapes made by my penpoint
anything at all that leaves my hand
i could lie, or not
"I don't know who that is."
The Mars Volta was IS fucking incredible. The dancing of Cedric and Omar, mhm. Holy shit. Holy shit - I can't make much of an intelligent coherent statement because the words don't quite exist. Then a 11 pm tribute to Cedric and Omar with my Tex-Mex omelette at some random diner. <3
you can't see what i'm scribbling
it's intentional
but you can't help but wonder
what shapes the ink forms
from the way my hand moves
you don't know
can't see my paper
i can't pinpoint why i don't want anyone to know
anyone to know the incoherent shapes made by my penpoint
anything at all that leaves my hand
i could lie, or not