Sense I quit making sense to myself
I figured I would sit down and share.
Share this little bubble of what I see
share this little made up reality.
See how life can go so wrong
and how you knew all along.

Usually when life turns into a tabloid
and everything’s seems under needed and over depreciated..
When the cookie dough turns out to be plaster
and the weed is pencil shavings in your bag
from your best friend who is now sleeping
in your ex old-woman’s bed...
and now your in the no sound booth
waiting to see what you ‘won’.

01/24/2000

Posted on 12/16/2003
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