Love the guy. Still not in love with the place. Love my place. Not enjoying being there alone. I can do this. I want to do this. But WalMart and all the neighbourhoods around it make me catch my breath, and not in a good way.
This is the song everyone/
would like to learn: the song/
that is irresistable://
the song that forces men/
to leap overboard in squadrons/
even though they see the beached skulls//
the song nobody knows/
because anyone who has heard it/
is dead, and the others can't remember.//
Shall I tell you the secret/
and if I do, will you get me/
out of this bird suit?//
I don't enjoy it here/
squatting on this island/
looking picturesque and mythical//
with these two feathery maniacs,/
I don't enjoy singing/
this trio, fatal and valuable.//
I will tell the secret to you,/
to you, only to you./
Come closer. This song//
is a cry for help: Help me!/
Only you, only you can,/
you are unique//
at last. Alas/
it is a boring song/
but it works every time.
4 Comments:
you have to dig deep to find coolness in walmart areas. you'll see! you'll find a famers market and a midnight outdoor movie theatre soon!
what's the most important? what do you want more?
you are living in the boy's area of the world now?
was visiting. but maybe soon.
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