I wish to weep/but sorrow is/stupid.

Daydream delusion.

Limousine Eyelash

Oh, baby with your pretty face

Drop a tear in my wineglass

Look at those big eyes

See what you mean to me

Sweet cakes and milkshakes (laughs)

I am a delusioned angel

I am a fantasy parade.

I want you to know what I think.

Don’t want you to guess anymore.

You have no idea where I came from.

We have no idea where we’re going.

Launched in life.

Like branches in the river.

Flowing downstream.

Caught in the current.

I’ll carry you. You’ll carry me.

That’s how it could be.

Don’t you know me (poet hands poem back)

Don’t you know me by now.

so: enough of this terror

we deserve to know light

and grow evermore lighter and lighter.

Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets when the curtain calls you, speaking on the themes of stolen virtue missing from the radio. Now this romantic duel is into the streets, bon appetit, you’ve eaten me alive you realize. i cried five rivers on the way here. All the the words are replaced and wrong. With a shower of yeahs and whatevers. You trade me away…long gone.

(found this written in my livejournal from 2006-7. Can’t remember what it was about but. Some things don’t change even after so long.)