Ramble on.

I wrap these thoughts in tin foil //

I hope the aliens don't microwave them //

Ramble on // Ramble on //

Ramble on, Mad Man


Sorry,

My heart dashed my brains out on the rocks in your eyes and my tongue leaped into my ears to taste your voice so now I'm hopelessly in love with being in dizzy with you.


Chew your feelings, so you don't choke.

Sip your tears and get stoned.

Cut your hair and burn it.

Then kiss me like you earned it.



Artwork by Midori Friedbauer

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