When everything gets lonely I can be my own best friend I get a coffee and the paper; have my own conversations With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit
"are you paying close attention to how you talk?" "are you paying close attention to how you think?" "are you paying close attention to how you walk?" "are you paying close attention to how you're standing?" THE INTENSITY OF YOUR ATTENTION MUST BURN.