think i'm going for a walk now
i feel a little unsteady
i don't want nobody to follow me
'cept maybe you
i could make you happy you know
if you weren't already
i could do a lot of things
and i do
tell you the truth i prefer
the worst of you
too bad you had to have a better half
she's not really my type
but i think you two are forever
and i hate to say it but
you're perfect together
so fuck you
and your untouchable face
and fuck you
for existing in the first place
and who am i
that i should be vying for your touch
and who am i
i bet you can't even tell me that much
two-thirty in the morning
and my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon
rubbing elbows with the moon
a safe haven of sleepless
where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down
the top 20 country songs
and out on the porch the fly strip is
waving like a flag in the wind
y'know, i don't look forward
to seeing you again soon
you'll look like a photograph of yourself
taken from far far away
and i won't know what to do
and i won't know what to say
except fuck you...
i see you and i'm so perplexed
what was i thinking
what will i think of next
where can i hide
in the back room there's a lamp
that hangs over the pool table
and when the fan is on it swings
gently side to side
there's a changing constellation
of balls as we are playing
i see orion and say nothing
the only thing i can think of saying
is fuck you...
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Date: 2006-01-07 11:13 pm (UTC)A fraction. To you; with a twist...
Date: 2006-01-07 11:37 pm (UTC)taken from far far away
and i won't know what to do
and i won't know what to say
except fuck ME...
Re: A fraction. To you; with a twist...
Date: 2006-01-07 11:48 pm (UTC)Re: A fraction. To you; with a twist...
Date: 2006-01-07 11:54 pm (UTC)Are you suprised by that??
Because I know that you aren't hung up on some constricting definition of "fuck".. So I am baffled by the incredulousness...
But to be clear: I imagine, a week hence, standing in an airport and looking out to a man approaching me striaght out of a web cam dream and finding my self dumnbstruck to a point of perseveration on that exact phrase.
So waddya say, big boy?