Saturday, October 12, 2013

no friggin' free bird.

I’M GOLDEN

if i was a mountain, i would hope that  you would be a million insects.

i want to sit on a bench and yell.

i want you to lean in, very close to me, and tell me what outer space is, as if i didn’t know what outer space was.

shhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

i made my bed today.

i bought myself flowers.

i want to feel golden.

i want to yell ‘I’M GOLDEN’.

i want to sit on a bench and yell at a passing bus.

‘I’M GOLDEN’.

i want to stare at a bowl of spaghetti with someone and tell them how good i feel.

i can only see you when i’m standing in the bathroom and you’re behind me.

sometimes, i see you right there.

standing by the door, in the bathroom.

sometimes, you’re. right. there.

sometimes i don’t want anything.
sometimes i want everything.
sometimes i don’t want anything.
sometimes i want everything.
sometimes i want nothing.
sometimes i want nothing.
i want you.
i want you.
i want you.
i want you.

I WANT YOU.

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