how much longer will you keep me
dancing on the edge of this string,
it's been a long time since anything made sense
and I feel like the last time you tried
was anything but
notorious,
I listened to your banter
laughed at your feeble attempts at something
trying to be funny
when you lagged way past your cue ...

we all turned and stared
bug-eyed,
looked beyond whatever was nearby
and mumbled under our breath at the high price of gas
almost four dollars a gallon,
yeah, we were pissing away time
rambling on forever it seemed,
grabbing for any excuse to get the hell out
of whatever we had reasoned to get ourselves into
before that last bottle of wine...

it's your dime and I'm beginning to ask myself
what was it I ever saw in you to begin with?
it must have been grand
do you remember?
I find myself so filled with rage
at the most inopportune times
I have to be careful
and watch all the bull shake
rattle and toils
this kind of reasoning creates ...

03/05/2008

Posted on 03/06/2008
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