Wednesday, November 12, 2008

sick sick sick
sore joints and swollen
i keep walking
because i dont know what else to do
and you said you would make me strong
that you would carry me
well how about that...
i'm still walking.
nice try superman
but i've got enough words of my own.
believe me
if they were worth anything
i'd be rich.
but i never found that shaking air
did much at all
moved flags
flap flap fall
through the gunpowder clouds
into the mud that is red not brown
congratulations. you've done it now.
changed lifes
oh yeah. sure.
like the fanfare creates the parade.
im a constant stream of background noise
and currently im drowning
sick sick sick
im out of breath.

and you say
baby you look so blue.

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