*VIVA VOCE.

07.24.03 @ 10:06 pm

my lipstick jumped ship onto your white collared shirt. i decided there was nothing left to feel but hurt [it's only once you've lost everything that you can feel anything]. there's no need for speaking kid, your lips tell me enough [press your story close to mine and release all your secrets into me]. take all you want from me, baby, cuz all i have to give is up. don't get up to leave so soon, i've yet to finish my thoughts. these conversations follow me like a shadow and i've never gotten used to saying "why yes, i'm doing just fine". i remember running through the distant fields [i always fell a step behind]. it's desparate wanting that keeps refilling these cups of coffee over small talk and "i really should get going"s. so now i'm left with the check and a bleeding heart and i really can't afford either one. stale coffee screams like my insides begging to be refilled. i never was in such a debt.


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