Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.
But I’m still a kid Only don’t tell my dad that. He’ll say, no, you’re not a kid And you haven’t been a kid in a lo… I guess that when I cry,
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
While you were gone, My childhood dog died. I wept for both of you, And I felt like a corpse. While you were gone,
Dignity is death.
With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John
I wish I could tell my brother That I loved him, But the words are tight in my thro… And I’m a coward. I wish I didn’t say “thank you”
She looked like innocence And felt like sin And died like grace And fell like a bird And fell like a bird
Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times
You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,
Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.
She fell like rain, Like a bird, Like a comet chasing light, Like a star dropping from the nigh… Like a stone in water,
I live inside my head Where soft flurries spin, And there’s a rise of warm water b… I live inside my head Where spikes stick out
