-- Hey its all fiction
-- Yah
Until
someone gets hurt
he had a way of taking him in taking his curt remarks
a disturbing look
out
the side of his face
-- Sure
Used to run with a pencil in your hand
didnt
you
-- Got wherever I was going quicker
But we think alike
otherwise
this relationship wouldnt work if we didnt
we couldnt tolerate each other
Ya think life ought to be like a
comedy club
if youre going to be offend
you shouldnt
have come in
Stay out
-- We might wanna take some time apart grow strange
you know me a little too well
-- Hard not to
Its
like looking in a mirror
Undressing Alice on the other
side
-- Undressing Alice
-- Dont sweat
you aint Alice
Deconstructing Alice shes through the glass making it up as she goes along
Ill say Im watching you seem uncomfortable with the premise
Im watching
Shes my litmus paper my fragile canary in a cage and from what Ive seen shes a survivor
-- Its a childrens story
-- Were all children
only
older
And all of us craft our fictions seem obliged so we can tolerate our realities
Reality is usually bland
so we spice it
-- Dont know what to say
-- Unsaid
is often best
Silence can talk
--
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1519, Twosday,
28 7. 15
