Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Blew A Hole In My Heart

Hole in my pocket, hole in my heart. Everybody writes history but the ones with the jack get their's published. Is sand just glass waiting to be converted or vice versa?

Tribes keep us from feeling lonely, I suppose. They provide us with a sense of community. All I ever wanted was to be in the band. Let's face it- I'm a solo act. All the pretty melodies hide behind lonely. All the beautiful poems.

Love is bigger than romance, grander.



2 comments:

  1. mmm. Tough question: is there an apostrophe in "theirs"? Maybe. Get back to me.

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