RagdollI knew it was useless. I knew it was stupid. I also knew that by the end of the night, I could be worse off than I was before. But here’s the thing: I didn’t care. Dressed in a wife-beater and jeans, my hair back in a clip, and with minimal makeup, I walked outside, barefoot, and began walking through the cool streets. Several cars drove past. Not a one looked at me long enough to notice my streaming mascara. Not one noticed the scars littering my arms, still pink and raw from the lack of time. Not one saw the bruises on my shoulderRagdoll
I thought we'd metOh really? I could have sworn we'd met And laughed and spoke,I thought we'd met
but blast my mind-ravaging hope I've seen you, leaned closer to hear you speak And peaked around corners and wished I could replace him or her near you, I must have dreamed about it,
sent memories to myself about it, lived a second life and loved the world I could have been And when I touched you just a moment ago, had blotted you right in So here's my name and number Know me, hope you like me when you do, despite me, and all my rudeness over having already known you.
Are We OkayI SingI will sing sadness and maliceI Sing
In notes of grand dissonance And sentence the lines to infinite refrain In life, the intangible, malleable music is soul And the cold, rocky world’s the brain
The chords will be fingers that fret the great spans Of time and times after and mourning and laughter And they’ll float to God’s ears and he’ll sigh sweet surrender As master’s creator dances to the tune’s master
To the last little legato, sweet words with no meaning Will swim to the membranes of jellyfish feeling And swing to staccatos as sharp
