that pick up line
i'm the same
in a different shape
and sky scrapers give
necklines cranks
and bus drivers
hold tight to the wheel
and farmers get off
on a pig squeal
my eyes are sore from those salty days
from ocean upon ocean flowing into lakes
as willows comfort widows
and wood is planted firmly
on acres of land
where you once said you adored me
but gold is not golden and shiny is not new
lackluster lackluster
there's no such thing as permanent glue
i went to a really great art show today. i love new college art. it's so fresh. i only had one cigarette today, which was awesome compared to my recent habits with fag after fag. i'm not looking into the future only into the next 10 minutes of most situations. it's too hard on my body. yeah i know melodramatic, but it's true. i never wanted this hope, i didn't think i would be a twister.
i'm moving to gainesville next fall and owning a dog.
next semester i'll be in some sculpture class.
i'm excited for asteriks