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eat shit and die
2002-01-10 09:18:06 (UTC)

NOV13/01

WHERE DO I STAND?
COUNTING MINUTES, COUNTING SHEEP, COUNTING MY PAIRS.
ANOTHER CHANCE TO CHANGE WHAT HAPPENS TO ME. ANOTHER
CHANCE TO PLAY THE CARDS IN MY HAND. SO WHAT DO I DO?
HOW DO I TELL YOU...

FAR AWAY, AFRAID. EVEN WHEN I COULD TOUCH YOU I REMEMBER
WHAT'S NOT MINE. TIME IS UNAVOIDABLE, IT KEEPS COMING.
SOMETIME IT FEELS LIKE ROLLING, CRASHING
WAVES. OR A WASHING MACHINE. SOMETIMES THE RIPTIDE PULLS
ME OUT TO SEA.

WHERE DO I STAND? WHERE DO YOU STAND WITH ME?
WHEN EYES CAN SAY SO MUCH, WHEN WE TOUCH, I FEEL LIKE
GRABBING YOU, SCREAMING AND SHAKING AND MAKING
ALL OF THESE THOUGHTS ACTIONS. I WISH I COULD MAKE ALL MY
FEELINGS FELT.

DO I LET YOU KNOW..WHEN I SAID GOODBYE, BY SAYING YOUR
NAME TO YOU? SOMETHING SAYS IT TO ME SOMETIMES. NOW IS
ONE OF THOSE TIMES.
IS IT IN MY MIND, ALL OF THIS? DO I REALLY
KNOW ENOUGH OF YOU TO FEEL AFFECTION FOR YOU?

RIGHT NOW, AM I EVEN STANDING AROUND YOU? OR ARE YOU
ANOTHER SET OF EYES WITH A KNOWING SMILE, CAUGHT ONTO ME
CATCHING A PEEK AT A STRANGER
WITH A FAMILIAR FACE. PASSING THROUGH A PITIFUL PLACE,
GOING ONTO THE NEXT SHOW TO PLAY.

TAKING A PIECE OF MY MIND AS A SOUVENIR...
WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU FIND HERE?

NOTHING IN MY WORLD BUT ENOUGH CONFUSION, LUCK AND
PASSION TO KEEP ME SUBMERGED IN THOUGHTS OF THE
NEXT TIME, AND QUESTIONS ABOUT YOU.

ALL MY LIFE IS QUESTIONS ABOUT MYSELF, AND ANSWERS IN THE
FORM OF DAYDREAMS.

(for a second a random guy in a random band looked at me and said a
million words. the words i wanted someone else to say.)


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