hi 8 song

was good girl on the driveway filming (snow) eight years old is such a strange age so many odd new colors every day and the world gets bigger longer taller and here i'm clobered thousands of days lived billions of blinked eyes hundreds of thumbs up given ten million hugs in debt thousands of raods taken not taken it makes sense if you step back and look at it right tilt your head and it's all in focus it all comes together so we can fall apart.

i wonder what color the sun will be at the end of the world---so i can tell it'a ll folding in on itself one emotion evaporates one day bleeds one more bleeding fucking heart on the pavement. and we can wake up dreary only one last time then nevermore ("quoth the raven") then i see starlight and moonlihgt and ripples in the grass fed by breezes left behind from ancient cultures building more and faster and better cleaner thoughts computer brains and recycling bins

and the slowest demon gushes forth-damn-wake me when all the girls stop filming.

2003-02-01 | 2:28 p.m.
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