harmonic lullaby

2006-12-14, 11:32 p.m.

she said she was going to, ill shake her hand for the same reason that i watch a silly cartoon. i'll grow out of seaweed and kelp, ill lick the salt from your eyes.

i find it painfully beautiful to live life without hope or expectation. there is no ball and chain, the tyrants cant hack up your jungle dreams; sweat my child, in your khaki get-up, let the mosquitoes waltz on your beady little arms. underexposed, my picture stays faded and gray as you put me into the fix, dont bother watching me set, because no lines will form for you to cut around. just take another portrait and hope its all you want.

sleep well, smooth skin will keep you company tonight