12-14-09

that man
that man right there
lying right there on the floor

i feel nothing
like that man.
i feel nothing

the pace was too fast
ears curled and covered
eyes to the ground
is how i will stay

i feel nothing
but that man
that man right there
he actually feels nothing

because i ate him.

i wish you were here.

you are all i see anymore
other than this dead guy
but he'll be gone soon

mayhaps i am
a jealous lover.
but the way your face
pokes through the frame
of scarf and hood

makes me want the chase
through the woods
to your grandmother's house
and hope she isn't home

and we'd have some time to sit
and talk about bands.

please don't talk to other guys
about bands you like.
cause i know some bands
you might like

we could go to shows
at that church in the city
but check the phases of the moon
because the taste of scene kids
can't be beat.

and i won't know how to explain the blood
on my face