silhouettes
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mood:
2003-08-25 - 2:15 p.m.
81st birthday, sunset junction, 2GB of ram... zippy, red meat, 2-10 minute work out tapes... twilight singers, old friends, new tricks, communication and boundries. i guess we're always learning. mx1.hotmail.com 25.
floaty, flattened, compressed. dentist visits. mint mask, tea kettle, laundry waits. fresh cut flowers, kisses and gummy candies. summertime sweat.We Will Become Silhouettes
-- postal service "I've got a cupboard with cans of food,
filtered water, and pictures of you
and I'm not coming out until this is all over.
And I'm looking through the glass
where the light bends at the cracks
and I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
pretending the echoes belong to someone
someone I used to know
and we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
I wanted to walk though the empty streets and feel something constant under my feet, but all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors
because the air outside will make
our cells divide at an alarming rate
until our shells simply cannot hold
all our insides in, and that's when we'll explode (and it won't be a pretty sight)
and we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go"
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