Sunday

sept 25 2005

go for it -
the wayward smile, the death-defying feats, the misery loves company, the where for art thou whosamajigis, the fortunately fallen, the missed me missed me now you gotta kiss me –
the never you mind about that kind of thing -
the thing that made you cry, and it only was a story, or it only was a song, or it only was the last page of the comic you were reading –
little miss nomer, don't run from me, don't run from me –
there's still a rose in spanish harlem, i believe -

everybody into the spew-all -
there's room enough for everyone, except the ones who want to rule the world -
you see the way that moron walks? -
little more or a little less -

i can't tell the time -
even though i bought one, i never really use it -
if it's ok with you, then i guess that it's ok with me -
anyway, the distance between two points is relative to the song you're singing in your head -
don't blame me, if your ink's not straight -
for this, i went to college? -

if you were me and i were you then i don't what you'd say or do -
the kitchen's clean -
the break for coffee works a little bit -
there isn't any kind of thing that i haven't ever seen just by staring at the patterns in the ceiling or on the carpet floor -

misery meets mental capacity and together they take a walk down bowling lane -
for you, anything, for me, chocolate sauce over french vanilla ice-cream in a warmed-up waffle cone -
what's good about what's good for me?

don't sweat it, forget it -
there was a time when all the light bulbs were fresh and in good working order too .

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