sleep now
the rest is easy
not like leaning on tilted trees
how 'bout some support here
friction is disease
it dries the tongue and empties
the hands of sane gestures
meanings become corrupted along
the way
and i said this was everything,
everything but what i meant to
say was...
nothing.
you fail to hear the silence
that i fail to create
sleep takes the blame
and you never ask for
anything nicely
other than that,
the rest is easy

02/15/2003

Posted on 02/16/2003
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