some songs i will always like others songs i have long lost use for
so there is no song for you all these years later a quarter of a century is too many years for someone like you even for someone like me
you looked like everything was catching up to you as your face hung, stubble showing through your make-up
did you ever try and leave this town this small, expensive town you never left it well i did and sadly came back
it was raining when you got off at the stop in the bad neighborhood
probably the closest place to town you could afford i wondered if you weren't doing well finacially and smiled to myself remembering you telling me i was so ugly on many different occasions, a few times as you burnt incense in your bedroom making shapely hand guestures in the air, playing and counting your many cassette tapes as pictures of madonna looked down her mole and redlipstick
still look down for you because you were dressed the same way you were dressed in highschool
long black overcoat to slim yourself down black creepers to add height i stared out the window into the look time decided on in your eyes at you walking on to the only home you could afford and it looked like something very fair had finally happened