09 November, 2004

Symbiotic, patriotic

...a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions/ Offer me alternatives and I decline....

Water stands in small smutty patches, trying to decide whether or not to freeze. The woman in the white sedan who nearly runs me down in the parking lot is forgiven because of what's playing on her stereo.

It's time I had some time alone...and I feel fine.

(It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine); REM)

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