channelling my ever-grotesque rage

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Salt in My Tears

... From time to time
Do you guess what's really on my mind?
Guess that "How you keeping now?"
Means "Where are you sleeping now?"
But of course it's not polite
To ask you where you spent last night
And if I did you might reply
That I have no right
And anyway I'm fine
Glad that you're no longer mine
If I should tell a lie
I'll cross my heart and hope to die...

(upon listening to a mixed CD contained 20 so-called-being-hopeful songs compassionately recorded by a friend who tends my cardiac problems)

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