lamplit unhinged the ashtray on the porch has snow in it; most of the cigarette butts are covered with snow. winter has finally set in around here. 070114 ... the awful truth The_ashtray_on_the_porch_has_snow_in_it everything_on_evening_porches is all lamplit i wanted to come home with you come home with you come home wiht you come i wanted to come home home with you. walking past these neons signs feeling blinded feeling freezing smoking wheezing thinking ahead thinking behind; think is rewind; try and see why; move a head i wanted to come home with you come home with you come riding on the train riding with no destination destination the humming heals the brain the humming heals the brain it heals the brain it heals the riding till i see the sunlight see the sunlight i wanted to come home with you come home with you come smoking till i'm seeing spaces in the faces in the faces seeing faces in the empty spaces empty spaces drinking till i'm falling to the woodwork i'm telling you this could work or i'm a jerk i wanted to come home with you come home with you come everything in bedrooms blackened out from streetlights eyes are feeling heavy like they're black from streetfights i wanted one night gimmie one night i wanted to come home with you come home with you come 070114 ... unhinged i want to sleep in your bed not on your couch i want you to tell me what you're really about i want you to come home wih me i'm sick of being the girl that never gets past friend such a fucking sweetheart i gave you everything and look where it got me i'm sleeping on your couch not in your bed my ideas instead of my body floating around in your head below_the_feminist_movement i have this dilemma i want you to want me and be dirty about it i want you to come home with me i got tired of sleeping on the couch waiting to find out what you're all about cause the other day you made it abundantly clear you just want whatever you can get out of me i wanted you to come home with me i'm standing alone on my front porch watching the snow fall collecting in the ashtray the neighbors across the street tumbling in_love in the snow i'm standing alone watching the snow fall i wanted you to come home with me 070115 what's it to you? who go blather from