3.30.07 - 18 son

there is a light bulb in my skull but no electricity in my body. cut off. shave into a shape. make the old movements. backpedal to progress. let her curl on your body. protection is as it is as a sign of life. don't we act on our defenses? and always we'll wait to come to our senses
for aawake up call. or we won't ignore
we'll bend down to pick a penny off the floor
whenever on earth
you fate to dig
there will be dirt
and it will soil you
and it will makr you
be glad it's there
go wash your hands
taste a castle made of sand

if i do just naught
i just not just won't just don't
fele the urge to ever move
i would just not here
if i had no one to hurt