12 Volt Electric City Indie Indy

sittin on a golf course smokin a cigarette like I'm 19 and I don't know where to go and I'm tellin you how to break up with your girlfriend tryin to flush my cigarettes down the drain waitin till I can go to my car and smoke a bowl so I can go to sleep written by @atstove

1 A black inch worm crawls across the shower floor How the hell did you get here anyway Getting paid hourly to do whatever dirty work but whatever we got pills for that in the morning Give it up give it up for the folks you know Are you afraid of shadows with faces and hair or lubed hands in the dark singing all alone 2 The windowed wind caught our hair and the bananas ripened with a purpose Even then the whole scene seemed wasted The books were busted open and waterlogged Yeah yeah turn over I know it’s getting late Could it be the same moon we wished for when the spare couldnt carry the weight 3 Fleas, matted hair, hushes and rust water The sea is all its cracked up to be and it travels in the night to follow you It was never the pictures that mattered unless you had something better to say I dont know but there must be something to the way they unfolded like waves 4 I’ll salvage monkeys from the wreck and do my cleaning in the dark Rainwater didn’t change the taste of my milkshake Two more shakes and a letter did I’d meant to read it, of course, but the tent needed scrapped Whether we cleaned it up or didn’t it’s not so easy to recover from a crash 5 My hands cut themselves on walls and nails or else I did it for kicks, stitches and chalk Bored with what feels bad feels good feels fine No matter what bleaches and fresheners I use twice in the morning and the night that smell won’t come out of the mattress To get away is worth turning off the light 6 Could you finish even in the dark knowing balconies are for broken windows Broken by hands who open them for themselves like the windows that needed your hands whole Sugar water doesn’t go down without a fight and neither did you if memory serves or at least that’s what it looks like in the moonlight Her eyes are always bloody and so are mine by this time of the night Hers because we probably don’t feed her well enough Mine because we probably don’t feed her well enough I thought it’d spilled so I started and it did but at least I’d poured some for her So I had to pour another one even though it was late It’s not too late to pour another one if it spilled She’s kicking in her sleep again unless she still can’t get to sleep I’m hungry because I worked all day Tell me what’s her excuse I’ve come to love the smell of my spit flushing away papers full of information about myself and you too BBW POV look at you bing beeg binge remember you know me POV BBC Guess who it is rubbing up against my fear of the dark I love to sing in the shower about fighting back

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I just wanna take care of you, baby crawlers. Heed their callers: "You got to get in to need me." Know I need you more, boy aia