I am walkingout in the rainand I am listening to the low moanof the dial tone againand I am gettingnowhere with youand I can’t let it goand I can’t get through…the old woman behind the pink curtainsand the closed dooron the first floorshe’s listening through the air shaftto see how long our swan song can […]
sitting in the boardroomthe I’m-so-bored roomlistening to the suitstalk about their worldthey can make straight linesout of almost anythingexcept for the lineof my upper lip when it curlsdressed in my best greasy skinand squinty eyesI’m the only part of summer herethat made it insidein the air-conditioned buildingdecorated with coporate flairI wondercan these boys smell me […]
I’m invincibleso are youwe do all the thingsthey say we can’t dowe walk aroundin the middle of the nightand if it’s too far to walkwe just hitch a ride we got rings of dirtaround our neckswe talk like auctioneersand we bounce like checkswe smell like shitstill, when we walk down the streetall the boys line […]
she sat there like a photographof someone much further awaywe shared a brief bus stopon one of those inbetween daysshe gave me her smileand I looked underneathat the lipstick on her teeth she asked me for a lightand if I thought her hair looked okaywe grew out of the small talkinto stuff strangers just don’t […]
i wish i didn’t have this nervous laughi wish i didn’t say half the stuff i sayi wish i could just learn to cover my tracksi guess i’m not concerned about getting away ’cause every time i try to hold my tongueit slips like a fish from a linethey say if you want to playyou […]
I’m sorry I didn’t sound more excited on the phoneI’m sorry that after all these yearsI’ve left you feeling unrequited and alone, brought you to tearsI guess I never loved you quite as well as the way you loved meI guess I’ll never really be able to tell you how sorryI am And I don’t […]
sleepwalking through the all-nite drugstorebaptized in flourescent lighti found religion in the greeting card aislenow i know hallmark was rightand every pop song on the radiois suddenly speaking to meyeah, art may imitate lifebut life imitates t.v.‘cuz you’ve been gone exactly two weekstwo weeks and three daysand let’s just say that things look different nowdifferent […]
I’m not hurting anyoneI’m just telling my truthand if thereif there is something wrongthen maybethere’s something wrong with youwhat’s the big dealget over itrelaxjust ’cause I do up in your facewhat other people do behind your backwhy we all gotta lookgotta act the sameI sayif you’re born a liondon’t bother trying to act tameeverything I […]
tending the garden of noisewhen I grow the trafficand the churchbellsand the neighborhood boyssinging to myselfas the solitude sets inin tune with the symphonyof south brooklynI sing rockabye, rockabye babyrockabye, the baby that is merockabye, rockabye babyrockabye til I’m fast asleep the tunnel is train tornthe tracks are worn and soreI can feel the rattleriding […]
when I was four years oldthey tried to test my I.Q.they showed me a pictureof 3 oranges and a pearthey said,which one is different?it does not belongthey taught me different is wrongbut when I was 13 years oldI woke up one morningthighs covered in bloodlike a warlike a warningthat I live in a breakable takeable […]