Tuesday, July 21, 2009

it sucks we get old
and can't hang out in a group
and people hone in

love is so good yet
we try to share it one way
and now i'm left out

and playing along
hurts me; to you I'm a child
but i know better

my body feels old
girls don't come naturally
and then grow apart

there's no falling here
technically i'm not alone
but who pulls their blinds

you can come inside
but community's vital
for making a home

searching for a place
with comfort and pretty face
you find refried beans

Monday, July 20, 2009

Bicycle

rain from a glass bowl
down, the whole sky shattered
it's fragments are us