"we've become all aggressive suddenly, haven't we?"
so would you, bitch, if you were standing here and not there
"is something on your mind, anything you need to share?"
what, like the way I get really horny at inconvenient times?
"silence doesn't solve anything, you know"
unless you're hiding from a rapist
"teenage angst is pathetic, just tell me what the problem is"
I hate teenage angst, too, it's a real bitch, isn't it?
Ah well, we grow out of it like we grow out of clothes, boys and periods
Oh my god I said that word
Sorry
Must be the teenager in me, wanting to kick back and rebel, you know, cause I'm such a whore, but it wasn't me miss, honestly, cause he took advantage of me, it wasn't my fault that I was semi-conscious and horny as fuck, no it wasn't rape, why would I ever say that, it was heartless and I loved it but I'd love it even more if he'd come back and rape me again...
take this as your cue to leave
leave
leave
go, damn it
blah blah fuck blah
damn it, that's just not pretty
or right
or real
and I'm already going back to square one:
dreaming about you
thinking about you
and I don't even like you anymore
I don't even like you
I will phone you for the first time to end a two-year relationship.
are they asleep now, or are they still watching?
from behind the curtains at the ballroom
where the sleazy young soldier looks over the solider and the pretty young whore
and asks in that same slurred voice,
"Tell me, darlin', when did you last drink with the devil?"
but then ends up with the daughter of the damned
the sophistication is smutty and weaves its way through the dancefloor
black lace and feathers
whoring her way through the soldiers and feeling her way through the girls
sophistication knows sex and pills
that's a good idea
but we're all too lazy to put it into action
unless it interests us
unless it rewards us
unless it gives us what we want
I like routine
I don't like change
but sometimes it's nice to get a new pair of shoes
and wear a different colour of eyeshadow
that's a good idea
but I don't see what's in it for me
today was an advancement
(one more step towards the moment which will change my life forever
almost like the day I was born)
there was a change in the weather
and I got the motivation to get things done
and plans were made
and, overall, today was productive
throw your senses to the wind and begin again
it's a shame you aim too high
but it's a lovely day for it, wouldn't you say?
So what interests you?
The poetry, the pictures or the action?
lovely day for it, wouldn't you say?
shame there's so much work to be done
disappointing that there's no time to breathe
space to think
moments to spare