then let the beggars ride
Nov. 16th, 2000 01:42 amif only
if only
walking alone
with my thoughts
its cold
so cold
the air burns my lungs
frost on the windshields
of the cars parked
nearby
if only
if only
relaxing
watching the fake fire
flicker
feeling its warmth
artificial joy
my cats
pace
feeling
my mood
my eyes
drawn back
to my fetish
my primitive demon
watching me
watching him
his smile
awakens something
primal in me
if only
if only what?
wish I knew
if only
walking alone
with my thoughts
its cold
so cold
the air burns my lungs
frost on the windshields
of the cars parked
nearby
if only
if only
relaxing
watching the fake fire
flicker
feeling its warmth
artificial joy
my cats
pace
feeling
my mood
my eyes
drawn back
to my fetish
my primitive demon
watching me
watching him
his smile
awakens something
primal in me
if only
if only what?
wish I knew