Legs Up
I Was In The Shower
This is what someone calls living pouring paperbacked prophecies into advice worth giving he says "someday" as if he's got the time i say "someday" praying it will never be mine our cars collide with our futures more often than we'd prefer so we slip on streams of consciousness and kiss ourselves goodbye kiss myself goodbye i've no more time for time and less patience than your money can buy there must be something pure about staying in something more than the recycled sin that i'm seeping onto the street i've got a right mind and two left feet with my untimely, timid staggered stance my nerve-wracked, naseous last chance dance
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