Jan 07, 2007 03:14
And I’d give anything sort of thing
for a cigarette right now.
Light me up that piece
of cloth that soothes of self deficiencies
and a commune with the rest of humanity
that is doomed.
and loves to be spoken to
about commiserating
or possibilties/.
But I keep my eyes wide open
all the time
just like cash said
are we Johnny and june?
Waiting to escape the confines
of the daily?
Maybe I can’t figure the clues
due to the rain that beats the shingles
up ahead on top my ears and head and
drowns my steady?