{"id":58,"date":"2005-10-27T22:02:15","date_gmt":"2005-10-28T02:02:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.prosebeforehos.com\/?p=58"},"modified":"2005-10-27T22:02:42","modified_gmt":"2005-10-28T02:02:42","slug":"champagne","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.prosebeforehos.com\/kit\/10\/27\/champagne\/","title":{"rendered":"champagne"},"content":{"rendered":"
I was half in love by the time she sat down and her smiled sealed the deal.
\nI remember sunlight.
\nThe birds were flying over head when she said good bye, turned her head, good bye.
\nI remember the rain.<\/p>\n
How’s about we blow this joint, head to the point
\nget drunk and naked, wake up sleepyhead
\nI’m so in lovefool, it’s a wonder I don’t drool
\nwhen you walk in the room, your smile hints of doom
\nbeautiful fantasies, foreshadowed miseries<\/p>\n
Her name was Anne, Annie can you speak to me?
\nI believe in you, I believe in we
\nsmiled, lit up like a pinball wizard
\nno more no more, fantasies pile up like corpses from the battles lost
\nmy mind can’t beat my heart can’t beat my brain
\ni call him Willie the one eyed wizard<\/p>\n
don’t be a fool, stay cool
\nnervously laughing, you’re a charming bastard
\nlost in my own narcissistic self-pity
\nfrowning beyond the edge of reason
\nBridget stares back, oh Annie!<\/p>\n
Up and down the halls of my mind
\nso are we going to, you know, date?
\nsnuggle with me, I lost my teddy bear
\nwhen I was 10 to a cheap whore called mosaic<\/p>\n
your kisses validate me and my existence
\ndid you know you had that effect?
\nI might otherwise fade away
\nfade into the background noise<\/p>\n
Jesus was a martyr<\/p>\n
I wish we were better.<\/p>\n
can we stop feeling bad? I’m stuck on this painful moment, the rest swirls around like a snow globe
\nand I’m all shook up for you my sweet haired, red hearted girl. or does your blood beat blue now?<\/p>\n
lost my cool lost it twice
\nfool fool dared dares describe!
\na love letter lost, the poem I wrote destroyed
\ntime is a fucking bitch<\/p>\n
I want to be old and bitter
\nto yell at your kids when they stumbled past my yard
\nI’ll beat them in my sweet dreams
\nin nightmares I’m their father<\/p>\n
hitler haiku doll
\nshe smiled and I saw the fires
\n(of) homicidal heartache<\/p>\n
I’m a ghost you see right through me
\nbut did you see the smile I laughed in anger
\nI just find it all so funny laughing laughing
\nI can’t stop thinking of the knife I slipped on<\/p>\n
but you sat down and I was in love
\nyou said your name like it was a sin
\nmy dream I had fallen in
\none day we kiss and kill a star<\/p>\n
supernova burned out bright<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I was half in love by the time she sat down and her smiled sealed the deal. I remember sunlight. The birds were flying over head when she said good bye, turned her head, good bye. I remember the rain. How’s about we blow this joint, head to the point get drunk and naked, wake […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n