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| Cursive The Ugly Organ The Recluse I wake alone, ina woman's room I hardly know. I wake alone- and pretend that I am finally home. The room is littered with her books and notebooks. I imagine what they say, like, 'Shoo fly, don't bother me,' And i can hardly get myself out of her bed. for fear of never lying in this bed again. Oh christ, I'm not that desperate am I? Oh no- oh god- I am. How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't parrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers. "you're in my web now - I've come to wrap you up tight 'til it's time to bite down." I wake alone in a woman's room I hardly know. I wake alone - and pretend that I am finally home. home |
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