It's raining I cannot sleep It is raining I can not sleep -- I do not mind
The night is outside and it is loud...
I've given up on the promise of dreaming
my bed sheets are so dirty
with sweat and sex sweat and bodily fluids
it makes my skin feel sickly but
I'm stubborn
I refuse to wash them till I leave
I'm stubborn
I insist on taking some of him home
We had a conversation he
doesn't have a reason for
not claiming me as his property other than
his history in jealousy
and my illness which he
thought was also a
fear of mine
I suppose I confuse a lot.
He said that he had greater affection
after that night
I said
how odd
Alanna and Mary
are still hurting each other
though they are miles and miles
and miles and miles
and miles
apart
most of the time I wish that
texting didn't exist
It's a lot harder
to call someone up and say
I hate you
I cannot sleep I can not sleep
it's that season again
it's raining out my room is
muggy I'd like to go out
naked into the mist
but it is friday and the college
is still bopping at
4:00 in the morning
I think it more and more now
I ____ him I____ you
I DON'T MEAN IT
yet. I just want to that's all
I tell myself I'm lying
I also tell myself I'm not
who to believe hmmm?
I dream about Emo and possibility
I tell him and he slightly raises his voice
I guess, interpret that to be a possibility
of his jealousy, which would be flattering
I think about them in terms of
black and white, literally
and feel bad.
I met the black boy first
I know the white boy better
I wish it was the other way around
when I go home I'm going to take pictures of my pussy
one role of film dedicated to hairy
the other to shaved
I'm calling the work preferred
I'm considering documenting the stages in growth
pimples and ingrown hairs
just to get my point across.
I don't like shaved pussy.
I keep getting up to check on the rain
I sort of want a smoke
it's raining I cannot sleep
I might go out there to do it
imagine me if you want
even if I end up staying in
I'll be leaning against the neon wall
There's more to say
sure
About my lover and the boy back home
and the worries over the future
and relevant information from the past
but I don't feel like putting it down
and in the end thats all it comes down to.
it is raining I can not sleep It's raining I cannot sleep SEX IN THE RAIN (someone sings)