“VERSE FOR HANGOVERS” 26 July 97

Late night. Early morning.
A chance of love just walked away
dancing with your boyfriend
I taste disappointment again.
eating a dead animal in sauce
predators circle easy prey
alone + hungover
I am just like you
the globe revolves
towards a future alone
I know this aim is true
a stolen kiss for a second
before you leave

taxi=oblivion

it means nothing at all
a confirmation upon your skin
we are all alone
we are all one
whilst the rest of the world sleeps
I think of what could have been

It can’t meant nothing
just nothing much

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