for the art.
eat your words and feed my pupils.
for the art. all for sake of the fucking art.
eat your words and feed my pupils.
for the art. all for sake of the fucking art.
tell my mother i'm a better woman than these words make me out to be.
tell your mother i'm a better woman than these words make me out to be.
tell her.
ive been here before, searching for facts.
ive been here before, searching for courage.
i didn't find either.
but, i did lose you here. some where in this space: of uncertainty, fear, and self doubts... maybe yours, maybe mine.
as for myself, it's hard to say if i'm being honest with you and lying to myself.
or vice versa..... who am i to say, we weren't ourselves those days, or were we ?
i found you amongst these words. but i lost you there, too.
i'm sorry, i'm a better woman than my words make me out to be....... but i'd be lying if i were to tell you that i don't attribute all of my virtues and all of my shortcomings to them too.
i'm sorry. i'm sorry.
by the time these thoughts make it out, we'll be searching for the pieces of ourselves we destroyed in an other.... won't we ?
all those things that you hate about me, are the same ones that draw you closer to me.
you put the pen in my hand and you beg me not to tear you apart.
the night is young and my spirit runs wild and free.
he says he has intentions, and is full of intent for me.
i want the god damn stars. the moon. and the sun.
tell him don't come my way empty handed.... cause time is of the essence, and i have none to waste.
look at you looking at me.....
puff in, puff out, you can smell it in the air now.
i took a hit of curiosity laced with desire and i let it consume me. it heightened my sense of taste and diminished my cares. it got me closer to you. you could see it in my face, feel it on my flesh, hear it in my voice.
how did we get here ??
that's a question for the cosmos.
but we are here now....
together in this dimensions, exploring our desires, our intent, our potential.
laughing at the world, while in a parallel universe Kennedy and Marilyn are united with the aliens and laughing back at us.... because faith has a twisted mind like that.
you're my peace of mind.
you're my fossil fuel.
your love is still my favorite drug,
where are we off to next ??
::i laugh... you laugh... we laugh::