| 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. 10 |
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