on this bottle of water is a waterfall
nevermind

ran into you at wal-mart of all places
stop getting closer to me

i held her hand for the very first time tonight
and it was in terror

i crawl through the valley of the shadow
shadow of death and cobwebs

and this is the only touch i can have
the touch of death and shadows

the haunted house touch, the firm grasp of the terrified
you let me hug you embrace you

embrace you as you screamed in terror
and this is the hug that i wanted and this is all i can have

kiss on the cheek
man dressed as an ape and a skeleton hanging plastic and fake

silence of a blood waterfall tonight. it was just red lights behind the water
strong bridge, strong wood

i can see the milky way in the middle of nowhere
the campfires make everything smoky

i'll play hide and seek but only if you go
and in the parking lot you changed your mind and decided to drive home

it's pathetic to ask for a hug
it's like a wino begging for money

twelve and a half cents each gentlemen
or you could just give me a quarter

haha hector the collector i hope he's warm because new york
city is cold at night

i stand there as you walk away i've known you for more than a year
not even one hug goodnight is it too personal

a waterfall is how i often described her hair
once i overheard my mother making a reference to a waterfall to my father

i don't need anybody's love: i couldn't afford it anyway
with my penny's worth of hope

that's not funny, but it's a joke.
i mute the tv commercials

all my life i waited for the story to end and that night it was ending
and we were so excited to see the ending

we killed time in wal-mart and there you were of all places
you cried and cried were you crying over me that night

i always knew that you would leave.
a dust storm in front of subway - awkward conversation gritty sand in teeth

just like this waterfall on this bottle of water a bottle from a little grocery
store in manhattan - alphabet city. bottle of sunny delight and i was so sick

just three weeks to go, just three weeks to go, jeremiah i love you
jeremiah i love you. you blasted that boom box in the elevator

i am so confused life is frogger an old game of frogger an old tv screen
yellowed with smoke and coffee age teenagers in the 80s roller skating

standing in front of the cabinet, the video game wheezing away playing the
same HIGH SCORE initials over and over for eternity

TOP SCORE 12,200,030 - GFP where is he tonight where is he today
has he lost his virginity and is he dreaming of childhood in a craft store

hiding in the tires in the rolls of fabric in the lady bug flying around the
corner landing on my lapel count the numbers for good luck

fly away barefoot to the library dropping off books before they've late
on a sunday afternoon sleeping away the summer, sleeping away
the summer

beep.

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