my headache is gone, but I don't think it was ever there.
something loud stinks outside, maybe it is the begging future and the cars.
I don't trust quiet people, because life is loud.
nevers are plural possibilities.
don't you go and forget me now.
don't you see what you've gone and done?
made a forever out of forevers out of nothing from a trailer park.
while my days thank you for the light and the sounds.
the smiles and the frowns and the silent stars.
I am just paying for action in the asking dust.
this is it, but it will never be it, and we already talked about nevers.
it's raining, wanna see a movie and crumble?
I ask a lot of questions about questions and apologies.
eager patience is my moron in Manhattan.
my army is spoken for.