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1.14me
Everyone that i see
they act like they're indifferent
as though they're too someone to be
anyone that I know.
Everyone that I know
I know because your fingers
elicited sensations in me.
But then that's not unique
You're the one that I need
you wake me up from my dull
and otherwise meaningless dreams
about numbers & schemes.
But you know you're the one
you know all of my secret phrases
you're always there for me
5 days out of the week.
You make my heart go beep, beep, beep.
I get so hot i have to sleep.
You know it is true
that I'm waiting for you.
If you wanted to set me free,
I'd run back and be at your feet
and then you would see
that you are the 1.14me.
Do you like what you see
I hope you do
because there is no other version of me
I am very unique.
Do you like what you see
do you like it when I attach my eyes
to your glowing screen.
As I'm touching your keys.
It is not you or me it's we
turning data into beauty.
The sequence is right
for connecting tonight.
Maybe one day the world will see
our romantic dependency
and then they'll agree
that you are the 1.14me
200_10
I want an assassin
I want an assassination
of all of creation
I have a fascination
with assassination
it is one of my favorite things.
So don't you go
and start blaming it all on the tots
can't you see that they are dripping with cheddar sauce?
And they are always in front of us
for just a couple bucks.
I know that you and I don't always agree:
you wanted coffee
and I wanted tea.
You wanted hashbrowns,
I want sausage
You wanted fries,
I wanted pie,
you wanted eggplant,
I want pastrami,
you wanted happiness and
I wanted pain,
you wanted to get everyone all dressed up and really excited
and then I never came.
I'm alive,
I'm electrified and I'm
covered with rocks and smoke
and while everybody
is afraid of me I know
some of them have some small
degree of hope.
I'm alive
I'm on fire and
I want to kill almost everyone.
And while everybody is
afraid of me, I'm a
little afraid myself.
MyBody
Hey guys! C'mere! Let me tell you 'bout
me
trying to be the best I could be.
I was in
a fuzzy
relationship
and my body was all I could see.
So I turned
and looked
and thought
about myself.
How could I be curvier or thin?
I didn't know where to begin.
So I had a physician examine my body
and I went on a daytime television show.
But the trip
to Vegas
really cleared my thoughts.
I didn't want what I wanted enough!
I needed to love myself not just lust.
Now I'm not afraid to admit to me
I believe I'm in love with my body!
I could shout it out on every street,
everyone I'm in love with my body!
I'd be featured on every big screen:
News Flash! I'm in love with my body!
Tell the whole world what they wanted to see,
smell me now I'm in love with my body!
Call my brother he'd stop smoking that weed,
rehabbed I'm in love with my body!
Call my sister she's break up with that dweeb,
such a force I'm in love with my body!
Call my dad he'd be very proud of me,
what a son he's in love with his body!
Call my mom she'd be so very relieved,
praise the lord he's in love with his body!
Fukuwinicu
When I am all lounging around in the tub,
I'm dreaming of hedge fund investors in love.
Their babies are feeding on organic blood,
while ours are all growing in test tubes
and other kinds of stuff,
I say...
When I think I'm in love with you I want to
talk to you
and those sorts of things.
I think that winking
while usually out of the question
maybe ok in an erotic way,
I say...
My heart is all fluttery,
I'm not sure what I should do and now she's touching me,
I don't know where to
how to
what I should do, oh my
I'm getting so excitable, I'm going to...
When I see you in that oversized sweater I want to
fuck you
and marry you in it
we will live comfortably in wool-
fashioned love.
When I am at the beach,
I feel like I'll die.
The sand, water, and sky
are very bright,
I don't know how to say
how this hurts my eyes,
but it hurts a lot.
Though I need romance,
and I need love,
you're barely worth my bad luck.
I'm so confused,
I am starting to feel used
by you.
Evidence #2904
When I am not with you I feel crazy.
Visions of you seeing other guys.
So if you forget to call me baby.
Baby I'll stab out both of your eyes.
Cut off all your pretty toes
and stick them in your broken nose
I'll burn the parts that make you hot
and feed them to the dogs we bought
I just feel so much passion,
wanting to be with you
all the time.
They say everyone will put up a fight
arresting with me,
it won't let you be
a little better than you were in the night.
You'll finally feel clean
without complicating things.
And I'll feel right if -
Mr. Jones please -
I won't let you if you don't get down on your knees and
feel my shirt.
It's incredible!
Don't forget to hold my hand in public.
Say you'll have to ask your boyfriend first.
And if you suggest that I am ugly,
you'll have a face of lye for your desert.
Make my lunch before you leave,
the toilet better be real clean,
I'll beat you till you cannot scream
because you can just barely breathe.
It's all standard procedure,
because I am so in love with you.
GoBack
In the atmosphere,
jumping, spinning things,
I'm not sure I ever
wanted to see them.
Blitzing linebacker,
Quarterback drops back,
never had a chance,
the hometeam wins again.
I wanna go back
and act like I've an established way to be on track.
I'll act like I'm in a car.
The world goes by fast.
And I am safe it is quiet and
it is all black.
I swear I'm not going far.
Like a slutty girl,
or a studly man,
I'll do everything
that my body can stand.
It's exciting me,
my brain breaks apart,
I want it to end,
so I guess I should start.
I wanna go back
and throw these wishes for apathy into the trash
or wherever it is dark.
It's not such a blast
when time machines break down suddenly
and you're in the past.
And you can't find any spare parts.
And though I want to go back
to anywhere that I've been before.
Then I will want to go back to
where I have just been.
And so I think that going backwards
is a lot like going the other way.
Maybe I should stay still just like
when I was asleep.
I am sleepy.
I will drive home.
I won't die 'till I fall asleep.
Peacefully bedroom.
Nobody else.
Drool on pillow,
sleep with myself.
Collars
My
favorite
blue collared worker
is the mail man in the springtime.
Delivering notes
and friendly greetings
while the day warms up.
My least favorite
white collared worker
is the bank teller when I'm broke.
Explaining to me
so carefully
why I can't spend more than I have earned.
When I see
intelligent headlights
inspect my window.
I'll decide
to turn magnetic.
And pretend
that yellow is uglier
when with headaches.
I'll decide
to be my best friend.
My least favorite
green collared worker
is the soldier in my city.
Separating men
from screaming women,
while I try to hide.
My favorite
collared animal
is a new pup on its first walk.
Stubbornly staying
as stationary
as it's tiny body can demand.
The Thing
Where is the thing
that I'm trying to find?
It was just right
in front of my eyes.
It's that thing
that I want
that everybody's got.
I'll be happy
if I can find
that thing again.
It's the thing
that I need for today?
I told you
it's the one thing I cannot lose
and now it seems
it's gone away.
It's the thing I desire.
It sets my brain on fire.
Wondering where it's gone.
It was
when I was walking
I put it around
or maybe it's...
not over -
no it is -
wasn't it just a second, I -
know I will find it
because part of it is inside of me.
I can see
it it's the thing.
Turn it on,
turn it off.
It's gets brighter
when it is asleep.
When it's dark
it's so tiny to see.
Just wait it is
so unbelievable
when you finally receive
the whole something.
And then you will think
that it's true.
That all that I wanted
was to entice you towards the thing.
It is one
it and me.
Try to be happy, it goes
With me
when I am alone,
with all of the
nothings I -
One thing for me
and then
I will be
alone, and yet
with my favorite thing
I'll feel like I am with everything.
And just that one thing.
1903
Now I can see
darkness for free.
Out in the country
in 1903.
Where I can finally sleep.
Gently approach relief.
Jumble together
some phony apologies.
But if you laid your body next to mine
then we could give each other small injections.
And while our blood is being compromised,
we'll wait and be still.
And when the drugs have blotted up our minds,
then we can struggle with some new connections.
As we try to stay alive
I might look into your eyes
and say I remember
1903, when your family came
and you visited Lockshaw.
And I told you then
you look so pretty.
I should take you out
into the city.
We could share some drinks,
invade a party.
And make fun of all the squares.
But it stopped being fun
when your father took his gun
and he tried to murder
all of the livestock.
And I felt so much pain,
when it finally went away,
you were waving from a
departing train.
So as
we die.
I wonder why
what if your transport
had somehow gone awry?
And you would lay your body next to me
and we would wrestle towards tired sensations.
Quietly signifying our belief
in cooperation.
And we would press each other all the time.
Until all we felt was pure devotion.
And when it was time to leave
it would come with gritted teeth,
vitriolic letter T's
till we finally were free.
And then we would make
all of our friends go
to the neutral zone
at London Heathrow.
We'd visit all the duty-free shops.
Laughing about how
the buck stops.