1. Tuesday, June 17, 2008

    since nothing in heres true, lets rock 

    her name was rosa linda
    she lived in a shoe
    said i love you baby
    she said i love me too

    started hating dreams in high school cuz they were intense and terrifying
    dreams where the cubs always lost or i was alone or i couldnt scream
    then they got worse. then thunder crashed and people whispered things
    there were shadows but they werent.
    there were light blasts
    there were moans.
    there were dreams where an undercover federal agency of spies
    tapped into the thoughts at night of a private boys school
    made it so we couldnt feel any pain on the football field
    made it so we couldnt forget anything we read anything we heard
    made it so we could esp each other and esp right back.
    made it so our dreams disappeared.
    which we loved them for, and would do anything for them
    especially if it meant fighting evil.
    cuz fuckit compared to those dreams
    fighting was like licking ice cream.

    hated dreams even more in college cuz it made us doubt if the xbi was still in us
    cuz when they were, there were no dreams.
    and we were invincible. undefeatable.
    fearless, and super respectful.
    sorta like rosa linda, who lived in a shoe
    said i want you baby. said, i want you too.

    would dance for you in the back room of deja vu
    tight spaces back there, dark places back there
    and two for one dances on wednesdays for you.
    she said whats in here,

    nothing in there
    but you.