Kind Of Like Spitting

This Life, So Unlike the Last

Kind Of Like Spitting


i'm gonna hitch a cabby instead of the mercedes . 
forget chisel, tilt, and 
comic books. i'll write with 
whistles and sing to walls. 
remember faces massachusetts, 
1998, snowing sammy shaw. we 
learn to forgive those who do 
us wrong. recieve this 
language, let me go. i'm 
gonna spend your money, gonna 
make your baby sing again. 
express disinterest. call you 
again and again. forget i 
wrote this, i changed my 
mind. you thought i'd have 
learned something from the last time.