12/16/2004

 

strike another match, go start a new

 

Sometimes: I get in motorcycle crashes and recluse into the woods
Sometimes: I canít find the door, canít see the floor
Sometimes: I spend hours just looking at my hands
Sometimes: maps seem more important
Sometimes: I donít come back unless it is on my own terms
Sometimes: everyman falls
Sometimes: what would I do [if not for you]
Sometimes: I smile driving away from the job site, glad that our town is so full of lights
Sometimes: I come back over and over, reinventing the canon, trying to blast down these walls. trying to see the mirror high above.
Sometimes: I read all these books and fall asleep making all these crazy squares in my sheets
Sometimes: I am empty handed, almost always empty handed
Sometimes: autodidactic
Sometimes: in love, almost always in love

Because it keeps me