By ZoE
Date: 15 July 2000
Cargo
I can never get comfortable
scratching dry skin
bending limbs
turning my body over
and over ruffled sheets
because I need a warm body
chugging around me like a train
making me cargo
I'm alone
baby
I'm alone
popcorn pops in the frying pan
a good way to fill up silences
when your stuck in a room
with someone who's just not it
when the one your meant to love could have
crossed the equator
when the soulmate you've been waiting your whole
life to meet could have just drowned
i'm alone
baby
i'm alone
the ex- lover, hands clasping an invisable divider
so we could continue to pretend
we never loved eachother
The icecream parlor is sweet smelling
my ex-lover I know I have loved you more
than the sweetheart I clasp my weak knuckles around
I'm alone
baby
I'm alone
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