2/25/2007

friends are the only ones who let you down and that's why they're friends

America east side providence risd inside the white room.
ideology uncertain tall blonde gorgeous inside the white room.
40 (ppl) abbreviated jumping singing dancing they know the words inside the white room.
she can't feel her hands he can't feel his face both feel each other inside the white room.
dirty bathroom drinks $1 free if you know tony or say you do inside the white room.
sunglasses black hair brown shoes ironic t-shirt silkscreen
from a paper bag drinking your eyes
they won't let go, they just feel her whole body
inside the white room.
on psycadelic dementia man in the corner only recognizes red
on euphoric hope girl in the bathroom smears the lipstick red
on incidental curiousity new boy gapes wide eyed and red
on intentional feeling they won't let go nowhere to go let's just go
inside the white room.
she the one he wanted was
he the one she didn't imagine or know was
they america east side didn't expect was something out of oblvion
inside the white room.
he another, tall blonde standing with drinks mojito he knew tony
drinks free if you knew he was the one that made the world round turn & turn
the blonde isn't he obvious was god defiant
the fallen deity angel-sheared and hipstered
a neuter providence americana experiment gone awry and washed
down the pipe lines of society satan
inside the white room.
he the other the lover knew which way was out but couldn't convince his mind
to make the steps as he clutched her oh how he wanted her
if he could only have her would she remember him
did she know him goddamn and goddamn who cares
he struggled to the door and pulled her here he said here
and the went out from the dissonance and the punishment
inside the white room.
it was whizbang in the corridor a sort of pollack in dynamic 3d
spitting white boys trying rap to try to impress the angry white girls
who didn't know why they weren't back
inside the white room.
it was a composition in green white &red
that's what he told her that's what she said
when the got back to a dorm room he said
he knew the owner its my friend he said
she didn't know what the fuck that's what she said
it was inside outside the end is too cliched who wants to hear about the obvious
the expected conclusion nay or may have transpired why do you care
the he and the she if they turned out a we then why would you care
what happened to me, back before we, back he + she,
back blonde and tall in the corner dreaming on pychosis
and putrid poets spitting rhymes without girls respect
back satan and static one thousand wishes and revisions
and wishes for revisions all sifted and unsaid in time
the moments recollected were something else in
there the recollected unrevised the edition left unprinted
the devil knew tony gave drinks for free if you knew him
providence risd side east america
inside the white room.

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