taratemima (
taratemima) wrote2001-03-22 05:43 pm
Mark Sandman Square
I cannot get along with women,
from my mother onward.
They either drift
or I explode.
From my mother onward,
I got the sense I was special,
but then the world must agree
or I explode.
I got the sense I was special
destined for glory or dirt.
But special also means singular,
alone on the stage.
Destined for glory or dirt,
striving for something to outlast us,
I think of a man dying in Italy
alone on the stage.
from my mother onward.
They either drift
or I explode.
From my mother onward,
I got the sense I was special,
but then the world must agree
or I explode.
I got the sense I was special
destined for glory or dirt.
But special also means singular,
alone on the stage.
Destined for glory or dirt,
striving for something to outlast us,
I think of a man dying in Italy
alone on the stage.