crazed babes, running with feeling.
we're all depressed.
lets not be misleading.
watching your idols, off themselves..
one by one.
falling in love,
with another corpse.
flowerless and insecure,
you stand as a guilty reminder..
but they look thru you,
none the wiser.
she sings thru your wrist.
the coffin dance,
glides thru your head.
songs with patti smith
entertain this distance.
what could things have been?
you have his advice,
but you don't trust them.
his ashes have long dissolved into goldston's pastures.
you're building an escape route.
no one latches onto you..
you're the lone wolf.
your parents both baby boomers.
we stand, witnessing our existence.
nothing feels the same.
nothing fucks the same.
cowardly we wave, translucent.
the night they took the tubes out,
you ripped thru the parking lot..
cursing lot's love.
destroying their perception.
no one can take from your stone heart.
choking back the feeling, you writhe on..
nursing the numbness.

/close./