I don't have any reason.

I don't

I don't get

I don't

I don't

I don't want you

I don't think you know

you know it's not today

not for months

not you

I don't want you

you

and

you and your back problems

and fancy coffee

I don't need to smell you -

you're there

you're not enough anymore

enough for you

enough to be yours

to be whole

to break into pieces

pieces you lost

pieces scattered years ago into your fancy coffee drinking habit.

say goodbye my baby

lyrics to my favorite songs and never admitting that I'm wrong. high on that rocky mountain and it hurts and you're gone but you couldn't take it. all my songs will be about you and I'm your man - would you be my widow? i am currently driving past a cemetery. it is overwhelming. could you wake up to that every morning? broken windows. this won't end well. the streets sleep but i'm stuck thinking. scream. scream. this is not the time to break down. is it ever? value your Time. in plenty of time. the world will end. this worries me. i'm caught up in the moment - won't you join me friend? i need someone walking beside me from time to time. just keep coming up with words along this bumpy road and i'm counting the change in my pockets and by chance, i'm stuck in traffic. and you won't come near and you won't be found close to me.

I know the game.

We just keep going.

We smile like children, like old men

and when something bothers us

we resort to panic attacks

or we rise above.

Do you rise?

I eat bread every day.

I pick my nose every morning.

I stare at strangers.

I imagine them naked.

I cry a lot.

I am a fool for you

if you ask

but there's a password.

I hate buses.

THey make me uncomfortable.

Slugs. And buses.

And voice mail.

Do you have an iphone?

If I had an iphone I would never have to think

about how much

I hate

riding in buses.