Friday, February 25, 2005

cream please

heaven sake
down to the river lets sit
pulling grasses and slaving
sun over trees leaves move wind
water quiet eyes sing

you strum hum bring back the dying
dead fed bees honey mask
over bangs and pulled back places

she snickers black a smile forms
free tonight you called

ive never been out east in the summer
times table airtruck ride submarine
ill take you home for good and we'll cut
eachother free

id like to see that place in the grove
west wine hillbilly knight climb

we've hiked our heads in treehouse kept
dry words in bags lines written up high

shining lights on rocks save the jelly fish its ride
we hugged at sunset and then came a strange mut

taz you said it was mumbled and blushed but you love
its play and wagging back backs

i rub your hands cut boils on monday nights
oh no, youre hurt and im hurting for you
lets walk to the loop and hug once again

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