2003-01-29
10:58 a.m.
you're still undecided
In theory, in perfect theory. In the abstract. In case. In conclusion. In fact, of course, the forced sweat of steam. I wanted to make sure I'd glow, that you'd notice blue eyes against flushed skin. I wanted to move you to violence, to move you to tears, to move you against me. You with halting English, me with halting hands, I'll say hands again and you'll notice the theme and take the hint and in theory, in perfect theory, you'll end up alongside me. this is the recognition I'm talking about. the slow recognition of seasoned delight. I'm writing songs that are just for you to decipher. once again. listen up. but a body will take sides
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