Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Slow chemical

Fingers through her hair
I can feel the air
around me
around her

Sounds just like spiders
crawling inside there
how can we last much longer?
In here
out there

I step to the light
there's no time for fright
I just know it's right to

fight, the bastards off!

beat them at their own game

bite! a sneer or scoff!

There's no telling

what they are doing

I could be sitting

While they could be stewing.

What do you want out of this?!

What do we get out of this?!

Why are we here, what do we do
Who are we?
who are we, who are we, who are we, who are we?

Who are you?

Feet on the solid ledge
cut through the paper edge
scribble it now
write on it, how?

There should be more
Help with this door
what do we do with ourselves?
how can we go?
how can we stay?

just stay away...

...while I...

fight, these bastards off!

beat them at their own game

I'll bite! I'll sneer! I'll scoff!

There's no telling

what am I doing?

I could be yelling

That won't stop the swelling.

What do you know about this?!

What do you get out of this?!

Why are we here, what do we do
Who are we?
who are we, who are we, who are we, who are we?

Who are you?

Who are you?

I've seen you face a million times
but now I know it was just my mind
I can taste the memories we once shared
but I don't know if you ever cared
like a lamp post melting in the sun
we lost what was normal for everyone

Should we just join them now?

Is that was you really want?

We could be on our way

to be just like them?

But we aren't, we're new, we're fresh, we're ready, we're steady, we're underground baby, just listen close you can hear my love, hear it? hear my love, we aren't like them, I know what they are, but not us, no baby, no baby, it ain't enough, we have to wonder what the fuck is love?

I'm trying to figure it out.

Fingers in her hand
I can feel the gritted sand
around me
around her

Sounds just like spiders
crawling inside there
but I know we can last!
out there

I step to the light
there's no time for fright
I just know it's right to

fight, these bastards off!

beat them at their own game

bite! a sneer or scoff!

There's no telling

what they are doing

I could be sitting

While they could be stewing.

What do you want out of this?!

What do we get out of this?!

Why are we here, what do we do
Who are we?
who are we, who are we, who are we, who are we?

Who am I?

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