when i say shotgun, you say wedding
falling with my eyes wide open
and my hands are firm to my waist
relaxed is a state of mind
happiness.
crying with my eyes wide open
and my hands are out of my sight
i bite my nails off when i hang up
shudder.
reaching with my eyes wide open
and my hands are mechanically sound
the morning falls before it rises
resound.
swallowing with my eyes wide open
and my hands twist the bottle closed
"pain is only a pulse" i sing out loud
triumph.
coughing with my eyes wide open
and my hands cover; my impulse;my mouth
eagerness falls short of desire
rejection.
strumming with my eyes wide open
and my hands don't move any more
i forgot it all anyway, for.get. it.
reunion.
examine with my eyes wide open
and my hands keep my head on tight
regret comes quickly when you fight it
impress.
i never like things when i write them. i have to stop myself from throwing them away. sometimes i wish i had thrown them away. but i think i'm going to start writing again. music, and otherwise. lately i've been doing too much "mitch hedberg" stuff i.e. when i'm too lazy to get up to get the pen to write something down, i just convince myself it wasn't that good. we'll see where it goes.