Tuesday, March 12, 2002
np: wilco - "forget the flowers" (symbolically)
for me 'n' you
entrenchment was the cure
when forced to fuck
to lie and sleep for days.
i found you cold comfort
during your orgasms
lost in a world
i was shut out of
eyes slammed down
tight like december
and it dawned on you
like a new fade cut
all sleek and processed
that you weren't over
yellow flowers in
abandoned, abolished
movie houses and crushes
that it just gets worse
until the very thing
you see most gets
the push aside, away
to be important
when I choose
cos this urge and devotion
to dancers and jazz and
yellow flowers in old
tired film theaters gets
to you. gets to you.
gets to you. gets to
you. gets to you. gets
to you. gets to you.
i fell apart tonight
and the pea coat
caught the pieces.
posted by J. Neas |
3/12/2002 02:19:00 AM
