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you're probably not someone my mother would like
you probably slouch against your kitchen counter
and you probably don't think you look sullen.
you probably listen to bands i've never heard of
with the volume up high though you don't sing along
you've probably got eloquent interpretations
and you probably won't hear me when i talk to you
you'll probably recite poetry some day
standing on a chair in a darkened room
and you'll probably be telling them that
though they all listen, none hear
and they'll sip espresso and nod.
i smile as i'm counting syllables on my fingers and
there is blood on the neck of my guitar.
i have to know for sure
A first draft that might end up going somewhere, maybe. I don't think it's saying quite what I mean it to yet, though.
you probably slouch against your kitchen counter
and you probably don't think you look sullen.
you probably listen to bands i've never heard of
with the volume up high though you don't sing along
you've probably got eloquent interpretations
and you probably won't hear me when i talk to you
you'll probably recite poetry some day
standing on a chair in a darkened room
and you'll probably be telling them that
though they all listen, none hear
and they'll sip espresso and nod.
i smile as i'm counting syllables on my fingers and
there is blood on the neck of my guitar.
i have to know for sure
A first draft that might end up going somewhere, maybe. I don't think it's saying quite what I mean it to yet, though.