in darkness I found her in the bright lights I lost her
staggering down a road I stumble and stop
to stare at asphalt or dirt
realize
how stupid that is
or I must look
not that it matters
I think
at least how I look
I decide to move on
for some irrelevant reason
I remember her name
and start chanting
a song I loved
it don't matter
it don't matter
I can't recall the next line
or if the line I'm chanting
is a line from the song
or if she's the girl I'm thinking about
or why I care
about anything
the first line is bullshit
the rest are almost true
however
almost true
is almost bullshit
and if I expect someone to pay for this stuff
I have to grow up
and I'm fifty-one fucking years old
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