Imagining Music
By Abilene
(music fast & low)I'm a girl, being watchedHomecoming- what a failureHe drove away like a coward...His gang, his gangMy seductions so grandOur fights, our handsMe, drugs, love- com'on get meThreats threading hatredDreams so fair, almost for youBorn to undress so closelyPromise me, promise meNot ever a girl on your bedJust your strangerGet a rise, I tryConnection lostDie...(music fades)No sex, just a picture, as you do meSheets stained like sour wineAnd all is lost...(music begins- fast beat)Those days, now waterCemeteries, railroadsWhorling, twisting, & churningMy head...an orbit(music dies...with poet) Written November 27th, 2001 © on Nov 27 2001 03:09 AM PST 17 • 0 • 10
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"(music fast & low)I'm a girl, being watchedHomecoming- what a failureHe drove away like a coward...His gang, his gangMy seductions so grandOur fights, our handsMe, drugs, love- com'on get meThreats threading hatredDreams so fair, almost for youBorn to undress so closelyPromise me, promise meNot ever a girl on your bedJust your strangerGet a rise, I tryConnection lostDie...(music fades)No sex, just a picture, as you do meSheets stained like sour wineAnd all is lost...(music begins- fast beat)Those days, now waterCemeteries, railroadsWhorling, twisting, & churningMy head...an orbit(music dies...with poet)..."