segunda-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2009


I just remembered that time at the market,
snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart
and rolled down aisle five,
you looked behind you to smile back at me
and crashed into a rack full of magazines...
they asked us if we could leave.

I can't remember what went wrong last September
though I'm sure you'd remind me if you had to

Our love was comfortable and so broken in...

I sleep with this new girl,
I'm still getting used to
my friends all approve,
say "she's gonna be good for you",
they throw me high fives...
She says the Bible is all that she reads
and prefers that I not use profanity...
Your mouth was so dirty.
Life of the party and she swears that she's artsy
but you could distinguish Miles from Coltrane.

Our love was comfortable and so broken in...
She's perfectso flawless
or so they say...
She thinks I can't see the smile that she's faking
and poses for pictures that aren't being taken.
I loved you,
grey sweatpants,
no makeup,
so perfect...

Our love was comfortable and so broken in...

She's perfect
so flawless...
I'm not impressed!
I want you back!

domingo, 20 de dezembro de 2009

por Lisboa...

...a matar saudades!

terça-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2009


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