once I
asked why
he insisted on
becoming someone
else with his drugs and his
gangs and he told me that he was
one with water and that it flowed
in him because why not the
summers are only so
long what is
there to
lose
'me' I said
you maybe left
me a ways back when
we were crossing the desert
and you saw a lake shimmer with
golden glaciers you promised but its not
that I care about I want to ride in your car as
you race to the finish base of the sphinx so maybe
ill join you on your bet with the devil as long as we're
together right?