drop it doe eyes

Posted 5 months ago

you expected my war diaries

but time ran out an i

i let you down

small thanks still written in french is no shorthand for this thing gave me right this time

ive been dreaming about shapeshifting

well we move with such elegance with such grace with all our dignity just in place

dear diary with their eyes wide open

eyes wide open

dear diary with their eyes wide open

drawing tiny little pictures of skeletons

to get across the sense of impending doom

And the leaves like the artwork to major leagues look like dead foxes on the hard shoulder

And for some reason I think that I attributed this story to the bypass of the town I hadn't

visited, so goes the backing track of all the sighs we'd ever sighed

dear diary with their eyes wide open

eyes wide open

dear diary with their eyes wide open

drawing tiny little pictures of skeletons

to get across the sense of impending doom

and i am 17 pages thru this notebook now

and there are no more pictures of how i see you in an x ray machine

thats more like a television screen

and youre in a rut

and i know that you know what i mean

and then the realization hits that not even two gospel choirs could save us now

Turn up on your doorstep

Feeling like roadkill

Tasting like postage stamps

And when I touch you

You fold up like an envelope

With everything I ever wrote

Pouring out of your mouth.