when I'm scared, I think of you
Thursday, Nov. 14, 2002 12:22 am
when they said to be dreaming
of all the fairytales
somewhere
and sometimes
can it feel like I'm torching your house
can it feel oh so like a search that should of been abandoned years ago,
but I know I don't care
how many dreams I can't remember
or how many fairytales I choose never to forget
and all those houses
I burned to the ground
just to create more ghosts
to haunt my dreams
awake
and asleep
on park benches
or when I found jesus stretched out on a hospital bed
can I tell you,
how much I want you to be my ghost?
The love of your charred and smoking residence
tells me to forget
what was then
and that this is now.
last five:
A Winter Letter - Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007
almost but not quite - Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006
rural times, blue skies. it feels so warm over my hair - Wednesday, Jun. 01, 2005
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004