& who knew you could sing so loud until
the house was deserted and the will
power was in, power was out?
crack the window just to feel
daring but tone it down a
thousand notches when a couple walks by.
crack the other window &
sing along to the ipod playing really loud &
spin on the chair until you are dizzier than
tuesday night and sink to the ground & be unsure
if you are seeing the light spinning or not because it is so dark
& bump against the guitar on your bed & hear it greet you
& then get up and jump to the drum beat of the song
because nobody is on the floor below.
yes. yes. yes.
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Hey man,
Thank you for making such such sweet words. I like your stuff. It makes me feel strange.
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