Decemberist
11/08/09, 05:29 PM
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in a grass tunnel,
beneath the subway supper room, the
drawl of motor cars drinking oil through swirly
straws, i watch you eat rice with a fork and knife
and fix your collar with tasteful fingertips.
nails you painted red and yellow, innocent signs
that i hit and miss the chance to kiss your forehead
with an air of casualness. do you see the ants
forming a line behind you? the moths and cocoons
that permeate a permanent residence in your
flushed complexion? it's okay, i will take you anyways,
the nest in your hair where vagabond birds
fill in the vacancies, words you swallowed and
digested stuck in a cowardly organ medicine has neglected
to mention. a careless intestine, a loveless
impression that you left on the doorstep of my
cerebellum.
a little longing goes away,
a little longing goes a long, long way.
in a grass tunnel,
beneath the subway supper room, the
drawl of motor cars drinking oil through swirly
straws, i watch you eat rice with a fork and knife
and fix your collar with tasteful fingertips.
nails you painted red and yellow, innocent signs
that i hit and miss the chance to kiss your forehead
with an air of casualness. do you see the ants
forming a line behind you? the moths and cocoons
that permeate a permanent residence in your
flushed complexion? it's okay, i will take you anyways,
the nest in your hair where vagabond birds
fill in the vacancies, words you swallowed and
digested stuck in a cowardly organ medicine has neglected
to mention. a careless intestine, a loveless
impression that you left on the doorstep of my
cerebellum.
a little longing goes away,
a little longing goes a long, long way.