confusion drips from my fingertips
when i look at you

become superglue you become
something more than i can stand,
in hot demand you're
running around with my throat

in your hand. just one twist of the
wrist and i would snap into you, wrap
into you a broken rubber band

sometimes i become more than i can
stand. sometimes you become

and i'd run from here, i say i would and
i would run from here but you're so near
to anywhere. to everywhere.

you're in my mouth. you're always There.
everywhere.

sleep won't come but who invited you.
superglue, superglue but it's crazy glue
that worries us, pushes us into closed
hands

so good you're just so good at saying no
so hot in demand i can't stand what you
become when you run when i run into you
and it's superglue again with you but i am
(will always be will always be)

crazy glue stuck to you.

and i just cannot unstick myself.

07/31/2003

Posted on 08/01/2003
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