I wanna see you
without anyone else
around to bother me
without their sad attempts at humor that
smother us in fake laughter
I wanna see her
with all her walls down
the raw naked soul
and body too
wishing I could share the despair with a like
minded friend
someone who smells the rain on air
somebody who hugs trees
and worships clouds too
oh heavenly fern covered ridge
come down vapor gods
open the fridge at 3 am
but don’t let out perception
I wanna love someone who
hates authority and dreams of insurrection
every night
despite my hungering I am still
seeking nothing
my life is comprised of doing laundry
dreaming and smoking
tomorrow is endless
today we’re all clichés
I think its time to put you in the dryer
and drift away again
for another spin
the hours long when you slow down the song to a
transcendental drone
don’t get the dirt in
and I wont let the hurt hit home
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