...just another girl who costarred? they're gonna wrap you up in cornsilk. they're gonna cry like you were spilled milk. -rhett miller
2003-06-065:03 p.m.
an experiment with rhyme and freestylin
i come to lay on your chest
like a rib missing home
take the lacking part and
spread it thin
spray paint it golden
from within
push my shoulder and kiss
my back, pull me over
bric-a-brac
lines all my walls
echoes cumber
the shadowy halls
thick with moss
and spindly dew
a crevice of sky
and a lonesome shoe
my feet are crossed
and face the roof
you sit and smoke
and act aloof
we claw and crawl
the forrest floor
arrive at home
to show you the door
i drink the gust of wind
with him
i take a bow
the lights go dim.
* soundtrack d'jour * afraid of the dark, magnetic fields * nostalgia d'jour * deepsea diving in a banana yellow maria clara dress and drumsticks * wish d'jour * that they stop making "america" care bear