For you Tyler- sending you love while you fish.

where are we? what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to fall
crop circles in the carpet, sinking feeling
spin me round again, and rub my eyes- this can't be happening.
when busy streets, a mess with people, would stop to hold their heads heavy

hide and seek

trains and sewing machines-all those years they were here first.
oily marks appear on walls where pleasure moments hung before

the takeover. the sweeping insensitivity of this...still alive.

hide and seek

oh, you won't catch me around here.
blood and tears- they were here first
trains and sewing machines? oh, you won't catch me around here
blood and tears- they were here first

hmm? what you say? Oh that you only meant well- well of course you did.
hmm? what you say? hmm? that it's all for the best? of course it is.
What you say? that its just what we need? YOU decided this
mmmm. what did you say?

ransom notes keep falling out your mouth, mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling. no, i don't believe you
you don't care a bit.
no.
you don't care a bit.


1986-2008

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