Failure of me
to see in
far enough
out enough
with you enough
I get caught
on the sharp of words,
get caught out
by loaded definitions -
just you try defining me!
It's so, so
fucking hard
to say
anything
at all
The phone hates me,
my lover loves me,
she drives me
to the beach
to believe me
Feel the sand,
let the wind
land on me -
it's night, the headlights
open doors
Crash the water
over here,
I'll catch the water
between my hands,
a drop.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
song (2002)
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