Glocca Morra
Caution Clouds / Sticky Fingers
i undressed so many girls with my kind eyes, but so were they and they were sad to see it go, as was i. i've got no more room left to accept new friends, and it is sad, but so are they, but fuck em all, fuck em all. and have a drink for now. i was a sun dripping its heat. i was witness to a building growing off its roots. but i won't be the one to tear it down, i won't be the one to tear it down. oh, how the kids are staying up late. will i be one of them, too? i was burning up on the inside, walking in circles and circles and circles and. elements and follow suit into a closet, snoop around a while, see what finds its way out. i was born inside a moment of frustration, i was born inside a moment of frustration. what the fuck happened to me? i got calm so quickly from this one, i was born to raise the masses. we'll go home tonight unless the last one stays inside. i'm not leaving anywhere until i get some concern about the ways we cross our paths, you'd like nothing to do with people like them. they deserve, they deserve, the colorless. i adopted traits of others, all except the boring sloth-like repose of some.

i got a friend who i haven't seen in some months and it's been breathing down my neck like the devil. what was that sound that i heard when i was walking, what was that place that i found when i was walking? please stop fucking with me.