that whatever you love, you are

i wonder if i could one day become music, really

and if i keep listening to this music, maybe i'll become a tujiko noriko song

or better

honey bunny by vincent gallo

i woke up this morning with a paint brush in my shirt,

i had tried to trick myself asleep by balancing it on the bridge of my nose

and i woke up with one arm cradling stuart and the other under him

and it's always dark in my room, great for sleeping

and i don't think i will make it to ritchey's show tonight, i am exhausted with worry and hope

but she's coming back soon

maybe if i concentrate hard enough i can become a cool glass of water