Warning: Suggestive Content
TV Girl Inspired song


Laughing

the party

it was a bit too loud

but we didn't care




The smell of cigarettes

the warm humid air between the bodies

we were young and dumb

maybe that's all there was to it

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You had too much to drink

and so did i

one thing led to another

and the door shut behind us




You liar

you fool

i gave you what you wanted

is this the harsh truth




The next time I saw you

you tried once more

but you never looked at me

for i was long out of your memory

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I figured out your plan

but all too late

you think your smart

but your actions cause hate




I can't stand to see you

and your stupid smile

You play around

for you

there are no consequences




You keep breaking their hearts

It will come back someday

When no one is left

to play




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You had too much to drink

and so did i

one thing led to another

and the door shut behind us




You liar

you fool

i gave you what you wanted

is this the harsh truth




The next time I saw you

you tried once more

but you never looked at me

for i was long out of your memory

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You talk and talk

but you never do

you call me what you want

but you don't pay attention to who you *****

So now you blame me

for your broken heart

but on the other side

you always did it too

what a pitiful hypocrite

did you not listen

or did i not make my intentions clear?

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You had too much to drink

and so did i

one thing led to another

and the door shut behind us




You liar

you fool

i gave you what you wanted

is this the harsh truth




The next time I saw you

you tried once more

but you never looked at me

for i was long out of your memory

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You *****

I bet it wasn't your first time

your first time abandoning

the one who loved you

It was another strange dream
Suddenly I found myself looking out an upstairs window at people arriving below
Then I thought "Wait a minute, where am I ? What house am I in ?
I don't have an upstairs, I live in a bungalow (only a ground floor)"

When I went downstairs there was this big Christmas tree up
I thought to myself "But I...I didn't put up my Christmas tree yet

And there were lots of people there and some familiar faces
And they all seemed to be smiling at me, as if accepting me there
As if there was nothing unusual, as if I belonged there.

It was like a party was going on
And then I seen my brother sitting amongst them all
One of his hands was bandaged
I didn't think it polite to ask him about it
Beside him was another younger relative
I was amazed astounded because this relative he had died a few years earlier, in an accident
Yet here... here he was right here before me

I thought to myself "This must be some kind of... some kind of Parallel Universe I'm in where things turned out differently"
It made me wonder was my own world  then just an illusion
It seemed so far away now... so distant

Suddenly I started to get a little afraid, I thought "But I don't know this world...this place
I don't... I don't belong here
How do I get out of here
How do I get back... back to my own world....  

Soon after this I awoke...again back in my own bed...back in my own world.

The weekend frolic troupe has come in.
The bells ring and their heels click:
the Adventist clergyman is about to get sick.

Pour the drink down the sink, let these fishes have a go at their dying wishes.

The weekend frolic troupe readies
to sweat out their usual rancid panic soup.
Dendrite clogged with salty water,
fanged grinning, and a gait that will not falter.

They are on the prowl
for the plumpest provincial fowl.
So hide, my sister
and fight, my brother.
End these sabbatical howls.

A bluebird came streaking violently out of Central Park,
it blurred over the lanes of traffic towards 220.
I flinched in anticipation of the impact,
but at the last second it darted directly up,
as if caught in a sudden wind current.
“Did you see that?” I asked Lisa.
She didn’t, her phone was jiggling.

My boyfriend left yesterday
He had to leave before New Year’s eve!
he has to work and cannot play
he finally gets to run the hadron collider
go get em’ tiger
but I’ve decided
you can’t fight the zeitgeist
that when the cats away
the girls will have their day.

Someone start the music please,
because it’s NEW YEARS Eve!

Happy New Year’s Eve everyone!
.
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Songs for this:
There goes my baby by Kelly Jones
Back on the chain gang by the pretenders

rain soaked skies,
warmth blanketed bodies
laughing loudly
(oh god how sweet is the laughter)

gin painted lips
worn with love and passion.
voices of friends  
whispering prophecies

of a lifetime
waiting to be spent together.

all of this goodness
huddled under the shelter
of a house that holds
arms open.

with people warmed
by liquor that teaches tipsy.
that teaches joy filled tears
(i’m still echoing bellied laughter- it’s beginning to hurt)


there is so much love here.
it spills over plastic cups in hands
as a we dance
we dance.

i can not stop the gratitude
from leaving from my lips.

i can not be te ioly one that feels
all of this goodness.

(i love you,
please let us do this again.)

carpet forrest view
smells of vacuum hose
reminds my stomach to churn

For the guests there are

flowers, and hidden in them:


fleas waiting to strike.