Hard left from the confines of grandmas basement slabs
lies a factory
A fence I'll soon leap and maybe hurdle
Your father built a fort
In the tree
and below the ground
Booze and porno mags
the cops just found everything

Around this block I've seen it all
From my first pair of shoes
to my first set of tits

The donkey that moved on the night we were high
from sniffing the streets
The newly paved roads that now covered
our white-out graffiti

Summer air will fight off
this strand of sticky bug virus
that feeds on your hair
It waits inside cute belts
Little buckles you bought at delias

Another day of dollar dollar video
Tonight we'll shoot at windows and do
guy stuff okay?
But now I just want to sit here
And thank Italy for making such an interesting girl
Legs across my lap
We can watch whatever you want

If I can remember even the title of the film
She must have worn nothing but everything

But worry not
we will never be together
I cut my hair and kissed all your friends

03/09/2008

Posted on 03/10/2008
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