Get Rid Of The Advertisements

just shy of Halifax, 3:37 a.m.
 
better make it a snapped limb
remember that
maybe i was the laugh track and that's that
maybe words were the world and i kept quiet
broken down nothing wanna get in the ring
wanna see what i mean when i mean what i see
city lights and harbour sounds
a small sea in the pint glass north
a girl here looks exactly like Natalie Portman in real life
and uptempo elegies
you were the rhythm
were the caught wave
were the everything
and all idealists aside
little letters, neatly printed and passed on
declarations and frame to frame dramas
where's my deleted scene?
i think you already know the answer to that

By schanzilla

© 2010 schanzilla (All rights reserved)

 

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