Please tell me this and tell me true:
Is she fodder for your mind...

The strangest bits of you are
the most attractive to me. I remember...

Song lyrics again...
Your lips were white...

Some song lyrics that I wrote...
The rain is invisible to me...

I wish every single word of my thoughts
was automatically transcribed to paper...

Your face is stupid,
I retort, hiding behind my own face...

Mocking myself, hiding alone
no home for me, no shelter...

Why am I touching
stone instead of...

His eyes are so
sincere...

Tick
tick...

We dump more gasoline into our SUVs
64 ounce cups fly through the window...

This is actually a song, one of the first I ever...
He wanders...