By TaintedOne
Date: 2001 Sep 12
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[[2001.09.12.14.41.10055]]

MoRe oN NotHinG

I can't close my eyes at night
        The rush of thought that comes to me you surfing in
        on memories of everything from these three months
        when I say everything I mean washing cars crashing
        waves strong arms drunken glances lots more drunken
        glances drunken touches waking up energized your
        lightning struck me
Words on pages dumb to me
        I see love I think of what I could have had I see
        pain I think of what I live in steeped in cut up
        everything of mine that was you and still the T-
        shirt shreds are empty all my feelings on the
        street somewhere run over by you and that car I    
        know I was the first to ride in lots of firsts
Going through the motions of a day
        Hugging kissing even feel the same spark as walking
        breathing nothing means a thing to me anymore
        except the thoughts of you those hurt those sting I
        smile because I have to all the good ones I wasted
        on you a waste of everything you are the garbage
        disposal of my heart--
And still I strain to hear your song.