5/7/08

Oh dear god,

you'

ve a lovely face.
I say
that with blurred vision
slurred words
but a truth
that does not
escape
the mind that follows
the heart that
wastes
oh how wasted
can you get
before you fall down
before you regret
oh how high
must you be
until you can float
and finally
see
what lies down below
in a beatiful disaster
till you find what you've
been chasing
after.



Oh dear god, you've a lovely face.