Tuesday, March 14, 2006

song maybe. poem, I dunno.

Baby fat baby

you’re playing a dangerous game
and it sounds like a dangerous song
and when I shake off this baby fat baby
I swear I’ll start playing along

your face is angelic before me
even when cast in the red light
and the songs that you sing are breaking my heart
‘cause you’re only mine for the night

I shirked off each obligation
my pools are all leaves and decay
but if I thought for a second it would sway you
I'd shake it all off and jump anyway

there’re parts of you that never sing
like parts of me that always fade
and even in darkness I’ve never shone brighter
than the notes that you’ve never played

I’m singing a dangerous song
while playing a dangerous game
if I ever shake off this baby fat baby
then you’ll remember my name
I’ll make sure you remember my name

3.14.06
manic

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