Theme From A Love Story
Nothing on the telephone
No money, ten at my door
I’m holding on to the last inch of everything
That I’ve got. I said nothing on the telephone.
A hurricane surges
I try on one day of bull
Or six in the afternoon as the cherry blossoms fall.
I said nothing on the telephone.
Very slowly I go on and on
All my sense seems to be lost
And nothing ever seems much to drink
Like horsehair dodge in Kate Bush’s beat Taffery
Apropos enough to drown.
I said nothing on the telephone.
Walking along the beach yesterday
Was like drinking warren, perhaps
Seeing the signs for Adderall.
My mouth is dry like sharpened needles
Middle mind gets eaten by bipige
As the strawberry juice I eat is almost my own
All sings neon yellow in this unforgettable silver disease
Adderall Gets Missed
There’s a waiting room down the street
Just for drug addicts in this city.
Nothing