:: Idle Neurosis ::

:: Sunday, February 09, 2003 ::

dos poemas para todos....
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the socialists came
knocking at my door again
democrats, republicans
selling their lies for a quarter
all boastfully clinging to a label

you want me to choose an affliation
to define who am?

i am a fighter of freedom
a follower of Ghandi, Marley, and Che
i am an affirmative-action loving
pro-life feminist
with a hint of pacifist--
but if you gave me a gun
i would know where to point it
i mark "other"
because i don't believe in your abstract concept of race
i want cannibis legalized
because it's the drink that's killing my generation
i'm not a protestant or a jew
so i guess i'm not on your agenda
i belong to the my-parents-work-their-ass-off-class
and reside in white suburbia
i would never put on your uniform
because your greedy causes aren't worth my blood
i don't hang a flag in my window
because my love for humanity does not depend
on stars and stripes
so which label would you like me to hide behind?
or does it really matter as long as i fill in the right bubble
on election day

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i've lost faith in words
addictive phrases that kept me
coming back to you

you always knew what to say
a beautiful entaglement of
audible sound
surrounding my helpless body

just say the words i want to hear
in whispers
or glass shattering screams
and i'll paint the town
any shade you want

but words are fragile
they are given power through action
mr. i-was-going-to-call-you...
don't waste your breath

your words are lost
carried by the cold wind
i've stopped looking for meaning
in something that was never there

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stellar lady:: naughti 7:50 PM [+] ::
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