Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Songs Of Living Lonely

Crazy man walking and singing his song,
(those bikers snickered, crazy);
Crazy new prophet singing songs
rubbing his afro in his footsteps;

Girl with patterned shoes: I am so excessive,
I want to burn your clothes off (we are all weirdos
in this place so still, so empty) - the city left us
with new names;

I hear your door open, it is strange that you don't
live there, (why am I standing here, it is wrong),
Check to make sure your pen cap is open before
you scratch your wound (she says);

Please don't look at my fingers, the sun has ruined them;
She sings under her breath so noone pays attention to
her face (I meant to tell you);
If you want her body, you want her skin and what
is underneath her.

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