We all have something that digs at us. At least we dig each other. So when weakness turns my ego up, I know you'll count on the me from yesterday

if I turn into another

dig me up from under what is covering the better part of me. Sing this song. Remind me that we'll always have each other

when everything else is gone.


-Incubus

Alanarchy's Works

Poetry	06/03/2009	Pride hath gone
Poetry	06/01/2009	The Apple and the Arrow
Poetry	05/27/2009	New Moon
Poetry	04/30/2009	Catching Tempo
Poetry	04/16/2009	for pride goeth last of all
Poetry	04/14/2009	pilot-light
Poetry	03/26/2009	stowaway
Poetry	03/24/2009	melanin rinds
Poetry	03/22/2009	noun/predicate/verb
Poetry	03/20/2009	i spin Verona
Poetry	03/04/2009	Mr. Jack Teetering
Poetry	03/02/2009	uneasy and untitled
Poetry	11/17/2008	eduJ
Poetry	11/04/2008	karma sutures
Poetry	09/29/2008	Cats and Dogs
Poetry	09/21/2008	dissecting a playlist down to just the songs about you
Poetry	09/11/2008	Changing Lanes With the Radio Stations
Poetry	07/09/2008	Skechers
Poetry	06/20/2008	Ghosts Tonight
Poetry	06/13/2008	There floats a pessimist among the stars
Poetry	04/30/2008	flowers, never named
Poetry	03/31/2008	Down Mary's Throat
Poetry	03/30/2008	So Feverishly Untitled
Poetry	03/07/2008	Wolves in Modern Literature
Poetry	02/23/2008	'The View From Duma'
Poetry	02/16/2008	shake, shake, shake.
Poetry	02/01/2008	Out in the parking lot, there weeps a ghost.
Poetry	01/12/2008	blue songs
Poetry	12/09/2007	cliché
Poetry	11/30/2007	Stag
Poetry	09/12/2007	Fear and Loathing in a Stranger's Bed

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