Jan 21, 2001 23:54
mar was inspired to write this song/poem by a post her ex-boyfriend posted to a message board.
she doesn't have a definite melody, but it's punky screechy. unfinalized, unfinished.
This song/poem is for anyone who has ever been stared down by an Emergency Room doctor and told they aren't normal.
For everything exists a counter
You know this
Candy cinnamon hearts
Then there's cherry
Cherry-charcoal milkshakes
(bottled up)
Warm it up
Shake it up
Drink it down
Cherry-charcoal milkshakes
I used to draw
With this crap
Like dirt enlaced
With Dimetapp
Cherry and charcoal milkshakes
(through a straw)
The opposite of hot
Yet the opposite of ice
It may grow on you
But it's opposite of nice
Barbecues are no more fun
Just like that night I came undone
warm it up, shake it out
That's what living's all about
Cherry-charcoal milkshakes
(with no milk)
she forgot the oreo and first-date part. oh well. for someone wearing a nightgown printed with little kitties she sure knows a lot about continental drift.