jeebus13
Bluelighter
Who the fuck is this guy?
How can some dude miles away
and maybe even years ago
see into me here and now?
I don't think I can see from here
and maybe it's just too scary not knowing-
and again I hear his voice
coming from a mouth I have never seen...
"Fuck fear. It's too much work."
Exactly,
I'll be afraid tomorrow.
Today, I just want to know
WHO
THE FUCK
IS THIS GUY???
He seems to know me much more deeply
than my friends who keep me company
in the dark hours...
and he knows about the ones that come in the darkness.
The one person who seems to be asking
the same damn questions-
seeking the same old answers
that never seem to let themselves
be captured in words.
And he writes like I dream.
Who the "bloody fuck" is this guy?
I'm not gay,
and I know it's starting to sound like I am,
as if my post yesterday didn't sound enough like it.
The truth is that
I'm just about the most curious fucking man
in the goddam world.
And I even find myself wondering
if he'll even answer these questions-
as if I could if he asked them back...
but still
who the fuck????
How come I know this guy
who lives states away
and years ago
as if we were children of the same torturous fate?
I remember him.
His picture reminded me...
He sounds like Nigel,
but I can't imagine Nigel
doing anything like this...
and my old friend- and I do mean OLD
never expressed himself half as well as this guy.
What the fuck?
Why does fate always kick me in the dick?
AND WHO THE FUCK IS THIS GUY?!?!?!?
I'm sick and fucking tired of being curious...
but what if I miss something?
How can some dude miles away
and maybe even years ago
see into me here and now?
I don't think I can see from here
and maybe it's just too scary not knowing-
and again I hear his voice
coming from a mouth I have never seen...
"Fuck fear. It's too much work."
Exactly,
I'll be afraid tomorrow.
Today, I just want to know
WHO
THE FUCK
IS THIS GUY???
He seems to know me much more deeply
than my friends who keep me company
in the dark hours...
and he knows about the ones that come in the darkness.
The one person who seems to be asking
the same damn questions-
seeking the same old answers
that never seem to let themselves
be captured in words.
And he writes like I dream.
Who the "bloody fuck" is this guy?
I'm not gay,
and I know it's starting to sound like I am,
as if my post yesterday didn't sound enough like it.
The truth is that
I'm just about the most curious fucking man
in the goddam world.
And I even find myself wondering
if he'll even answer these questions-
as if I could if he asked them back...
but still
who the fuck????
How come I know this guy
who lives states away
and years ago
as if we were children of the same torturous fate?
I remember him.
His picture reminded me...
He sounds like Nigel,
but I can't imagine Nigel
doing anything like this...
and my old friend- and I do mean OLD
never expressed himself half as well as this guy.
What the fuck?
Why does fate always kick me in the dick?
AND WHO THE FUCK IS THIS GUY?!?!?!?
I'm sick and fucking tired of being curious...
but what if I miss something?
