i am just a figment of your imagination

Saturday, April 30, 2005

i've been having disconcerting dreams as of late

my head hurt my head hurt my head hurts

its greener than that here

i can feel things more acutely

its 12:38 and i am without her

its 12:38 and its cool outside

its 12:38 and i wish i wish i wish

my head is turning and churning and learning

i am the king of rhyme

we're planning to execute someone who doesn't even exist

oh yeah we're making plans plans plans

you ride shotgun and she'll drive the vespa and i'll sit in the sidecar while we talk about the russian revolution

who gives a shit

i do

you might

tomorrow morning i'm waking up at 6 am and i'm gonna go for a run and watch the sunrise and maybe just maybe feel connected and maybe just maybe feel alive and maybe just maybe feel whole for just one second cause baby thats all i need

i wanna be the pretty boy frontman

i'm here now and you're there and soon you won't be and i hope to god thats ok

i need to express

something

something

anything

my heart is so full it could burst

i used to only go running when i was upset. i'd run as fast as i could and see if i could run faster than myself. see if i could outrun myself and get away away away

you never outrun yourself. you should probably just learn to motor along with yourself. love me love me do

i need to write a novel for her to properly express how she makes every single day of my life better for her simple existence in it.

i need to make my brain relax for about five minutes

i

need......

what?

to exhale.

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