i'm drunk on nostalgia
you're drunk on cheap beer.
and i really love knowing you.
but i stumble over words
you stumble over chairs.
someday, i think we'll be free of this.
and tomorrow i will vomit to forget
as you vomit to remember
our drunken actions from the night before
because there are so many doors of memory you
are wanting to open...
but there are so many doors of memory i am
needing to close.

09/16/2003

Posted on 09/16/2003
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