Don't bother calling, I'll call you. Don't bother calling, I'll call you. . I'm not a body, the body is but a shell. I disembody but suffering is sovereign.
Lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely world. Casts a shadow on the shallow love it hurls. To the feet of swine it need not cast its pearls. Lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely world.
You give me all of you. I recognize my heart as black and blue. You accept all I do. But I don't know if that is wise. You offer all of you. I recognize your hand as a burning bruise.
Another shooting on the southeast side. This a drive-by, mid-day. Outside of the bus stop, by Fuller and Franklin. Or near there.. Not far from the park. About a block from where the other shooting was last month..
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Twas the night before christmas, when all through the house. Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,.
You in the living room. You on a Tuesday afternoon. A breeze seen when the curtains move. . You by the window with both feet up on the couch. Where you sit and you read and I watch you.
Where a bookshelf goes or a throw rug. How you shape any common space. And the language you make out of looks and names. All the motions of ordinary love.
Then Again, Maybe You Were Right:. I spoke too soon, it seems, for you made a home in my dreams.. While I slept you kept running yourself through my head,.
Don't call this an art project.. This is science, this is progress.. And don't pretend these are heartfelt words, we are. Children dressed as surgeons but disturbed by the sight of our scars..
I felt your sickness brush against my arm as I walked by you—. heard your voice but couldn't tell that it was you.. And, slowly, watched your sickness slip away into a place that I'd once feared but.
There were shadows in the bedroom. Where the light got thrown by the lamp on the nightstand. On your mother's side, after midnight, still. You can see it all.
I think I saw you in my sleep, darling. I think I saw you in my dreams you were. Stitching up the seams on every broken promise. That your body couldn't keep..
Now speak of anger,. forget all the fears you've kept about love and sex and death and. faith, erased, or swinging sweet from around her neck and. between her breasts..
If I could play back every moment to you now. Spent lovesick and swollen on. Mornings mincing garlic on the counter by the sink. If I could hit the instant replay on only every good day.
I let the car drift some. Eye your uncomfortable pose in profile. The postures of long drives. That endless cycling of your numb and near sleeping parts.
"Up, M'Lady--Pack your things, this place is not your home.. Nor was it ever, sever every tie, tonight we ride. Tonight we ride.". . "And how we've trembled at the way that time's.
Sad Prayers For Guilty Bodies:. They stored their passion in the creases in the corners of their mouths,. every angle of light from the open window washed their aged faces out..
I know that someday you'll be sleeping, Darling, likely dreaming off the pain. I hope you'll hear me in the streetlight's humming, softly breathing out your name.
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