What dreams cause me. To abandon my pillow each night?. Push away each of them, in fact. Since there always seem to be more than one. . Then wake to aching stiff neck twisted.
Look here I just tattooed. A wedding band. On what looks like to me. My mother's hand. I'm no blushing girl. No innocent dove. It took me a long time to find love.
I will not stand immersed in this ultraviolet curse. I won't let you make a tool of me, I will keep my mind and body free. . Bye Bye minutiae. Of the day to day drama.
You can't even imagine. The tortuous state I've been existing in. I am allergic to water. It itches my throat and it blisters my skin. Still, I drink cuz I have to, I bathe cuz I have to.
Amazing grace. How sweet the sound. That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost. But now I'm found. Was blind but now I see. . Twas grace that taught.
Wouldn't it be nice if. We had an amendment. To give civil rights to women. To once and for all just. Really lay it down from. The point of view of women.
if the mattress was a table top. and the bed sheet was a page. we'd be written out. like a couple of question marks. my convex to your concave. and we'd be lying here.
Growing up it was just me and my mom. Against the world. And all my sympathies were with her. When I was a little girl. But now I've seen both my parents.
More and more there is this animal. Looking out through my eyes. At all the traffic on the road to nowhere. At all the shiny stuff around to buy. At all the wires in the air.
you are subtle as a window pane. standing in my view. but i will wait for it to rain. so that i can see you. you call me up at night. when there's no light passing through.
I will lean into you you can be the wind. I will open my mouth and you can come rushing in. You can rush in so hard and make it so I can't breathe. You know I breathe too much anyway I can do that anyday.
You can't hide. Behind social graces. So don't try. To be all touchy feely. 'cause you lie. In my face of all places. But I got no. Problem with that really.
Things can't get much weirder. This can't get much worse. Don't know why you wouldn't kiss me. But it's a good thing I asked you first.. . You were a big strapping boy with a boner..
I want somebody who sees the pointlessness. And still keeps their purpose in mind. I want somebody who has a tortured soul. Some of the time. I want somebody who will either put out for me.
I will not lie down. On the wrongful groundwork laid. While it's still a radical sound. Just to call a spade a spade. . Dear friends, women and men. Please check my math once more.
Tonight you stoop to my level.. I'm your mangy little whore.. Now you're trying to find your underwear,. And your socks,. . And then the door.. And you're trying to find a reason.
Everywhere she looks. She looks through the corner of her eye. Everytime she left. She never turned to say goodbye. Swaying in the corner of the ballroom.
The intense grasp death's strangle-hold has over me. confines me to my own personal agony. Set me free, let me go. Release the chilling grasp with which it clutches me.
Long way from home, nowhere to go. What made the river so cold?. The sweat of thoughts trickle down my brow. Soaking and stinging my eye. You gotta face it head on.