Monday, August 10, 2009

Stupid Psychiatrist.

Went North.
Guys with beards holding plaid girls.
"Baby, what will you do when the pigs raid your island?"
Beneath the bridge, root for the underdog.

One way or another I'd wind up in a hospital
One way or another I'd wind down.
One way or another I'd lose
Two ways or three she fell.
Arming.
Loading.
Shooting.
Missing?

It's ELEVENELEVEN and I'm here.
Not to stay, not the day
For once I can say I'm here
For once I can say I don't remember

Form, function, rhyme, meter, scheme, seems..
Wrong

Fuck it, I want you, I want you to want me, I want you to want me to want you...etc.





FORGET IT

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