in the absolute nonsilence of my empty house
i am constantly in motion
and looking for a worthy

nothing is of any use to me now;
every existence seems far too wasteful--
MOVE! i cannot, cannot go fast
enough

for you?

and a catchy tune would be
just the thing to settle my stomach
( much abused )

if i had a sister she'd love more than me
and shine more lucky for me i
don't
so then
i win
...but then again
had i a little girlchild to raise
(we always ignored our folks)
would i smother it?
--her?
a girl
that much i can remember

but her face?--never.

you live here. and really it is wonderful
and really i hate her for being there and for
really just for being great

haha not really just kidding
you have your fun
i'll have mine
and his name is not
but only because he is not
and i am more than not

just a little angry understand

but WHY is my brain so
all torn into pieces
and where is the sense
that you made of my theses?
and wasn't that clever

i could love her
but i'm more like
i like
and who is he to be a man, anyway?
ruining my fun,
ruining my game plan

because it's just like when i said hi
you know what i mean

because it's me

. silence now.

06/24/2002

Posted on 06/24/2002
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