she can’t tell me that all of the love songs have been written,’cause she’s never been in love with you before. your skin smells lovely like sandalwood.your hair falls soft like animals.i’m tryin’ to keep cool, but everyone likes you. i want to kiss the back of your neck,the top of your spine where your […]

it’s a bad day.it’s a train ride.it’s a bad day.you’re my medicine. it’s a snow day.it’s a full moon.it’s a snow day. when’d you get down to my bones?where’ll i find that wishing stone?the beads, the records,all the calls, and the drinks alone. first by mind, then by musicyou’ll make this all less confusing.it’s a […]

my friend’s got a bruise on his leg, a bruise on his legeverytime you speak.my friend’s got a bruise on his leg, where i press my kneeeverytime you speak. actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes.sometimes you tell the truth like you’re pulling taffy. my friend’s got a bruise on his arm, a bruise […]

sorry sir, i stole your money.sorry sir, i feel,but it’s so, so twisted,so unreal. it was what i’d heard of,and what i didn’t have,but i cannot give what i do not have,and i cannot take what i do not have.i can’t take it. don’t stultify.don’t hold me high.don’t stultify.don’t hold me high. too many things […]

i want to be by myself, sometimes i do.i don’t want to be left behind, but sometimes i’m left by you. i press my tongue to the top of my mouth,’cause my jaw, it was tired with the thinking.i stretched my toes to the end of the couch,’cause my back, it was aching from sleeping. […]

do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore?do you sleep, do you count sheep anymore?do you sleep anymore? do you take plight on my tongue like lead?do you fall gracefully into bed anymore? i saw you as you walked across my room.you looked out the window, you looked at the moon.and you sat on […]

who would steal on sunday?who’d made them believe make-believe?who’d buy a prayer when you can pray for free?if the way you held your coffee was the way you looked at me,then i could take both my hands off the tv. i’ve been sleeping on half of my bed lately,and thinking about what you said to […]

those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes closed.those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes open wide. shabby tried to comb her hair with the gift from her grandma, her blood.tangled she got halfway.sticky and powdered with dirt from the ground where her mamma had left her.had left her.left her. those were […]