A billion years ago maybe, I wrote...
posted by jeremy on June 04, 2006
"If there there is a fire burning for you,
then you had better run to that fire
while it still burns."
Those words, dusty yet young, still stand, you sad fucks...
I'm running, I'm there.
& She is waiting, quiet & asleep, in my bed, freckles & all.
Her crazy red hair, the feel of her, the dance of our history....
Pale skin, she goes on her scooter, I tell you.
I've chose, I'm chosen.
Hello. Goodbye.
