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2003-07-22 - 9:43 a.m. do you measure me altimetric'ly am I on the scope of your radar screen another isotope or a blip unseen? it's ok with me if I am just a mean an average quantity who has some place to be my ego isn't free but I'm encased you see in dermatology I crave validity and travel in a stream this topographic dream another sunspot beam and I'm not what I seem so I pull back the cloak the mirrors and the smoke in nanosecond strokes between the flip flop jokes and fire upon your brain the part of you that's sane I know I will sustain in your eccentric vein the silly things you do so what is up with you? you stare at me askew evaporate like dew and I'm alone again it's hard to not pretend to freak you out and then ride out the tide, rescind away from this some more you like it so hardcore and so you play the whore say come what may, ignore the writing on the wall push comes to shove and fall which makes the steps look tall secure within this brawl I knock you out and say I love you anyway but this longevity the kiss of brevity is only fun it seems in topographic dreams that's why I'm in the know your favorite TV show aquainted with your pain all over you like rain my words are in your brain forgotten thoughts remain that's why you comprehend before you read the end of what I have to say because we flow that way imagine what could be if I was really me. � � |