Crazy 34

Its never going to be finished, G, you or this war against the freaks, i still wish i could have a hug, its not much to ask – a faerie queen! Just put on make up or look into my eyes, you could be, im aware, yet the longer time goes on the more ancient life seems, as if watching a scene of an age old forest, calling, hacking up thru 48 years of concrete

I watch myself, tho i cannot stop myself, G, being in love with you