12:05 am / 06.02.06
I'm awake but dreaming
and I haven't a thought in my head
I close my eyes and there you are
alive but also dead
you make love with sweet little words
and spit in my eye
i hate it when you smile at me like this.
I am spinning
and the lights fuse to my fingers
I can't think of anything but the back of my eyelids
I can't stand to be here.
Here I am without a thought in my head
I am alive, but also so very dead
I am surprised, but also fed up.
Here I go with nothing but hate
for the face, for the feet, for the face.
Without a thought but the face
here i go.