bad score (poem)
Tuesday, Jul. 15, 2003
i'm treading lighteningwondering through the blue
a memory walks next to me
and then vanishes
everytime I think of you
its easier to forget those things
when I remember where it ended
the journey was a trip
I never found my ticket for
and now the last scar is the deepest
and I want more
reality was too much for then
but now I have it
without keeping
bad score