...And the Crazy Beat Goes On
By violetfyre
Shower steam danced around the overhead light Like cigarette smoke from between your lips And it feels like the beat just goes on forever. All these similies just go on forever. She smiled at me from a torn and decaying memory A photo that was likely never taken And it feels like the beat just goes on forever. These sour songs just go on forever. And you're all I see. Perfect in my memories. Perfect in reality. Half-written poems formed my litterbox Work piled up on the windowsill And it feels like the beat just goes on forever. Attempt and failure just go on forever. You smiled over the phone at me through drunken lips I struggled to control my itchy fingertips And it feels like the beat just goes on forever. Attempt and blindness just go on forever. And you're all I see. Perfect in my memories. Dead to me in reality. **Don't like it much. Written March 6th, 2002 © on Mar 06 2002 11:12 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Shower steam danced around the overhead light..."