Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Sitting in Your Car With Nothing
Convenient parking is way back . . .
Started in the parking lot . . .
Off to other cities . . .
In Tennessee or West Virginia . . .
Off to other cities . . .
Aren't you feeling a little dirty, sitting in your car with . . .
"I done told the bitch about the turkey, but she ate the whole thing, Will. The whole, fuckin' turkey. Just cause I done told her 'bout the damn turkey don't mean she gotta take fuckin plates out to her people in the streets."
"That's a bunch a shit."
"And that ain't all. This bitch I found out the other day just put the heat ON. She didn't get cold and put in on the auto. This bitch put in on ON."
"Whoah."
"Whoah is fuckin' right."
"You should kick her out."
"Aw, Will, you don't even know, boy. You just don't even know. She's the cancer, I'm the lung."
My heart's the long stairs . . .
Ravens and the seagulls push each other in and outward . . .
Absence versus thin air . . .
Years go fast but the
days go slow, slow . . .
Started in the parking lot . . .
Off to other cities . . .
In Tennessee or West Virginia . . .
Off to other cities . . .
Aren't you feeling a little dirty, sitting in your car with . . .
"I done told the bitch about the turkey, but she ate the whole thing, Will. The whole, fuckin' turkey. Just cause I done told her 'bout the damn turkey don't mean she gotta take fuckin plates out to her people in the streets."
"That's a bunch a shit."
"And that ain't all. This bitch I found out the other day just put the heat ON. She didn't get cold and put in on the auto. This bitch put in on ON."
"Whoah."
"Whoah is fuckin' right."
"You should kick her out."
"Aw, Will, you don't even know, boy. You just don't even know. She's the cancer, I'm the lung."
My heart's the long stairs . . .
Ravens and the seagulls push each other in and outward . . .
Absence versus thin air . . .
Years go fast but the
days go slow, slow . . .
