and you cry at your job
don't believe in your vote
and never celebrate your birthday
so i wouldn't waste my time if i were you
you'll just snap your spine
i'll just strip away your youth
Youre My Incentive - Kevin Devine
The day before I leave everything always falls apart.
more lathering on lotion
less complaining about itchy elbows
less itching said elbows
more mentadent toothpaste
more cherry pastries for breakfast
less sugar in my coffee
more chips & salsa
more of this weekend
Tomorrow morning I'm riding the r2 into Philadelphia, multitasking on a bus for three hours, and ending up in the place where my boots are always wet. Three years of this same exact pattern, you call me to say "don't talk to those freaks at the bus station Erica, I love you!" Some things stay the same.
And Some things inevitably change. My mother is so strong, outgoing, and so much like me that it gives me nightmares. I wish I could shake you back to the way you used to pose. Your voices needs to be taken down about 5 octaves, thanks.
A BIT OF REAL TALK
1 year ago