I need to clear my head before sleeping. Phone and Boy Free.

Nov 08, 2011 08:55

Dear New York,
You sure bring up a lot for me. I don't know if I could do it, but I'd love to be here a little more for real. Get it together, Mimosa. Man Up.

Dear ET,
Get the fuck out of my dreams. It's not fair. I don't want you there and I *especially* don't like the good feeling dreams. Where we get along, and you're sweet to me and I take care of you. And I'm mean to your girlfriend. I'm generally doing really well, and these dreams effect me viscerally. I wake up struggling. Dear Subconscious, get a grip.

Followed by stress dreams about Burning Man and Busted.
Dear Subconscious, get a grip. It's going to be ok.

--
We could be anywhere in the world right now,
walking side by side, unfamiliar streets becoming clearer.
We could be anywhere in the world right now,
different people, same questions,
different bars, same scenarios.
We could be anywhere in the world right now,
and I'd be able to glance across the table
and not say a word
and you'd know.

how do you say 'someday'
tal vez.
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