starting to imagine escape plans again
plans to escape escape plans fail
shadows follow
got the direct notion
old game
i got a haircut
no dance in the wake of her boat
insomnia
tiptoe round the couch
can't sleep in the midst of all these bears
made a drink
made a lot of noise on accident
nobody moved
no need to creep anymore
escape escape plans fail
some insomnia
ever been up to see the 11 o'clock news repeat?
2 or so
some stations 4
i wanna get in the car and go
no sooner than gone I'll wanna go home
i always just want to do whatever it is I'm not doing
sleep then wake
wake then sleep
or insomnia
I know who I'm not before I know who I am
rooms full of mirrors
but with no light i'm just bumping around
and increasing the folds of my old luck
beats the doldrum
drums beat dull signatures
In
Some
insignia
nothing to write really
obvious i'm sure
usually if i just sit and start at it something comes up and out
not this time, just insomnia, nia, nia, nia
just me in another strange house
the same strange same town
the dull familiar body
no dreamscape
no wakening
not an upbeat post
just the mood
the one im in
and as far as I can tell
it's the only mood available
everywhere anywhere tonight
with solipsistic certainty this
as if a smiths song remixed by reznor
and i used to know a diablo without the blo
she can go and judge herself all by herself
so i see
so be it
didn't need it
just thought i did
like sleep
like insomnia
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