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The Insane and Stupid

Contributed by moldwarp on Saturday, 21st April 2007 @ 12:42:05 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract

so it went like this

you called me up late last night

"Let's Go To Boston And Never Come Home"

i replied,
"Well I Don't Know What Home Is, But I'll Run Away For A Day
To Be Your Sanity, To Be Your Muse"

you chuckle (so very condescendingly i might add)

"Abby Dear, You're As Crazy As Me..Infact, Worse. Because You Never Say A Word"

at this point she stuck her nose up at me
analyzing my -merchandise-
like a penny pinching sunday shopper
her head dribbling her innards with
a spiderweb of fine cracks on windshield
where they kissed at 40mph
not too long ago

"You Know What I See Your Problem Is Mad Woman?"

i roll my eyes wondering what
poor schmuck had to wake up to a busted
mailbox
or their car totaled because of you

"You Accept Life's Boredom And Just Marinate In Your Dreams
You're Alive Due To Circumstance. Because It Was the Blind Agreement
And I Know First Hand Life Bites, But Atleast I Bite Back"

i look at her and shake my head gently
as it is had been poorly screwed on some time ago, and say

"No Offense Mary But You Have Blood In Your Eyes
I Live My Life Just Fine
I'm My Own Lover, My Own Muse
My Own Company, My Own"

"OH?! And If I Hadn't Come Save You Tonight
Where Would You Have Gone?"

"To Sleep..."
i reply

Copyright © moldwarp ... [ 2007-04-21 12:42:05]
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Re: The Insane and Stupid (User Rating: 1 )
by jenniferstein2007 on Sunday, 22nd April 2007 @ 06:10:42 AM AEST
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Lol this is funny and cute!.

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