| nationalism 10 my finger feels like it was broken once like eyes popped out of sockets surprized to see me? are we carting around our fears in cars we've had for too many years grown old & rusty trusty engines give way it was a good car once and now tears & use have made our eyes green we buy new cars with better eyes and are blind to the fact that we are still in love maybe you were the one who broke my finger? "maybe you are the one who's still in love?" we hope as engines turn over one last time |