To all the women I've ever loved,
I think of you often
But here in the future I will think of you less.
To all the women who have ever loved me,
You must have seen something in me that I am unable to perceive.
(Pathetic I am I know
Got Damn.)
I skipped school once to go to a seedy amusement park in Indiana where I thought Rivers Cuomo ran a ride called "the Sidewinder"
I had such high hopes then.
I thought I saw Frank Black on a bus.
...
Here I am now.
Buzzing like a 17 year old again,
Martian red and sober.
Yikes!
And so I know...
All is not lost and gone forever.
Funny how things float in space.
Lastly,
To my girlfriend, Laura
I've been sinking lately
I'm bleeding green blood from my abdomen
How's that for irony?
Don't bother calling me tonight.
I'm trying to pick up chicks by playing rock and roll.
I am a smoking cigarette.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
Off 8th to See You Again
I'm so happy!
You teach Martian Poetry?!?
So do I!
Let's jettison into the abyss together
Tonight.
Seventh grade can be so rough.
Lets bring the stars down from heaven and have ourselves a party.
Little button nose.
Little fire eyes.
Shake me to my core.
The rafters come rumbling down as our rocket breaks through the sound barrier.
Sound stands no chance.
Chances are good.
I'll see you again.
What are you doing tonight?
You work tomorrow?
We all hold three or four jobs.
At least.
At least I'm still standing.
No man stands in no man's land.
I stand in Martian soil.
You teach Martian Poetry?!?
So do I!
Let's jettison into the abyss together
Tonight.
Seventh grade can be so rough.
Lets bring the stars down from heaven and have ourselves a party.
Little button nose.
Little fire eyes.
Shake me to my core.
The rafters come rumbling down as our rocket breaks through the sound barrier.
Sound stands no chance.
Chances are good.
I'll see you again.
What are you doing tonight?
You work tomorrow?
We all hold three or four jobs.
At least.
At least I'm still standing.
No man stands in no man's land.
I stand in Martian soil.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
As Long
Domezone is as Domezone does
Today I splayed out on our new couches
Four hours straight maybe
An afternoon double header
Roman Holiday
Easy Rider
Lesli got dressed all Audrey Hepburn
It was beautiful
I'm still in awe
I wanna fall in love
Into the couches
I wish I had more drugs
And more Monet
To do
More
Of the same
Jazz calls me home
I want to be more crooner
You can't be anything
Limited options from the start
But I think I could start crooning more
A mockingbird lives near our house
Gems and jewels
You can learn anything
Listen to the birds
Hidden valley shake down
Blonde on blonde on blonde
Hold me now and I still have an empty purse
But my soul sings without money
As long as fans blow
As long as dogs bark
As long as feet hurt
As long as horns honk
As long
As long
As long
Today I splayed out on our new couches
Four hours straight maybe
An afternoon double header
Roman Holiday
Easy Rider
Lesli got dressed all Audrey Hepburn
It was beautiful
I'm still in awe
I wanna fall in love
Into the couches
I wish I had more drugs
And more Monet
To do
More
Of the same
Jazz calls me home
I want to be more crooner
You can't be anything
Limited options from the start
But I think I could start crooning more
A mockingbird lives near our house
Gems and jewels
You can learn anything
Listen to the birds
Hidden valley shake down
Blonde on blonde on blonde
Hold me now and I still have an empty purse
But my soul sings without money
As long as fans blow
As long as dogs bark
As long as feet hurt
As long as horns honk
As long
As long
As long
maybe?
I want to build a colony
But the variables aren't quite right
This is a step in the right direction
Ten times ten is 100
Thats more like it
On a beach
A small civilization
Hold on to your britches pardner
Lets sail
Ride the wave as long as it goes
Groovy
But the variables aren't quite right
This is a step in the right direction
Ten times ten is 100
Thats more like it
On a beach
A small civilization
Hold on to your britches pardner
Lets sail
Ride the wave as long as it goes
Groovy
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