Monday, April 28, 2008

Blink

City lights remind me we're alive -
At least on the outside.
Looking for pedestrian crossings and the closest 7/11.
Don't forget (the/to) change.
To be honest, sometimes I hate consistency.
I live my life in the form of notes and scribbles on the back of hands.
Buy me a drink and I'll sell you my old soul.
Sorry, I'm always busy because you're always trying to call.
Ring ring ring I never loved you.
City lights remind me we're alive -
Even when we don't want to be.
Can you hear it?
The sound of cars and the homeless man rolling in his makeshift grave outside Central station.
Can you hear it?
Heartbeats and dial-tones in and out of sync with knocks at doors of ex-girlfriends.
Can you hear it?
The never blinking city breathing life into its veins, its streets, and its black market alleyways.
Can you hear it?
Plug in the headphones, and drown out the noise.
Tap your feet to the beat, and sing out loud.
Conversation-pollution.
City lights remind me we're alive -
You and me, breathing in the same space.
Space space s p a c e.
Hurry up and die for me.
I want to fall in love and for once have someone catch me.
But I never liked the whole dependency thing, I'd rather jump and land on two feet.
Stop falling in love - or whatever they call it.
She's a friend of a friend of a friend of someone I used to like.
Nobody knows anyone.
I hate presumptions and assumptions but sometimes they're all I've got.
Draw your conclusions in permanent marker on the back of a train station bathroom door.
City lights remind me we're alive -
So flick them on and off.
We feel worse than we look, but only when nobody else is looking.
Still looking at you.
City lights remind me we're alive.
I love the sight of bright lights,
In a city that needs pills to sleep.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Like Returning a Video (Only My Heart's Not On Loan)

She piles the rocks around the river almost like she gives a damn.
You slide into the waters unprepared -
"I left my regrets inside your pillowcase for safekeeping."
Lost my head in the wash.
Remove your hands from around my waist and keep them at my throat.
'Breathless' and 'suffocation' aren't so different when you're a smile away from tears.
Replay the strikeout.
Track seventeen sounds the same aloud, only the beats refuse to play again.
Couldn't bring yourself to clip the wires.
"Red and yellow shine the same."
Too late to think with the numbers in your head.
Time me running from you to yesterday.
"I take it back." I take it back?
'I'm sorry' means to drop a girl's heart,
But you don't want to watch it stain the kitchen floor.
Leave me back against the door, humming lovesongs in reverse
Into a bottle. Into a bucket. Into the bathroom sink.
Poison what's left swimming in the river
And leave the smell of Autumn in the clothes the sun won't dry.