untitled (for the boy who loves me)

i have a boy who loves me
and i listen and listen for days
the songs i sing
when i miss him

find me another way
to have a last first kiss

independence from me (07.03.04)

i need independence from me
see the beach across from my mind
through my window slits of gate
falling deeper into the dark
the bright sun warms my shoulders
at least it does in my head.
i'm trapped like you
in the consciousness of this space
waiting for the next wait
moving a thousand paces
but racing against high hat sounds
of cymbals and guitars that twang
through my ears.
i see words from veins
and pounding hearts of time
envision me this choppy dream
where night is in the day.