Push me, watch me.
I’ve hardly got your headache
-Drowning in space-
I am a delusion
Tie me down.
So I don’t fly away.
A gust of wind
Cuts me off as I speak to you
And I’m swept under the dust
With gunner and icy
Shelled out my star crossed * heart,
-Pierced with poison ivy-
(look right through me)
I’m kind of sad.
Here all alone
Don’t tell me
I don’t know anything
I am nothing in his happening sense of self
And god, if only he could hear me.
I’d scream.
Copyright 2004 Exodus
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