dizzy madness your words steal the blood from my head 010808 ... the eye lightheaded 010809 ... Lime Rider now the world finally isn't real anymore. i knew it all made sense 030107 ... psychobabe down down dizzy dizzy down down dizzy dizzy down down dizzy dizzy down down dizzy dizzy down doooown..... Your Just another PRETTY FACE in a room full of WHORES You used to be some type of hate an atomic mouth you seem to be- So much better than befooore.... down down dizzy dizzy down down dizzy dizzy down down dizzy dizzy down down dizzy dizzy down dooown.... 030107 ... birches of the estrogen of too many girls. 030108 ... kerry i have this memory of colby and i swinging in virginia. his feet were filthy and his skin was so tan always, and his eyes like amber marbles. and he was nine, i was eleven, we were best friends for that week in july and a little after when he called me to tell me about riding his skateboard around the culdesac with his siblings rollerblading from the back. i only half-believed him. he was singing "red red wine" by bob marley and i was looking up at the trees with the leaves glowing like green tissue paper. my hair so light then, my joints shaking, my father had just taken me for a ride on the motorcycle. even now, it still gives me a buzz. 030109 ... from now on from dancing away the days in my head 041029 ... monee from blathering 050102 ... nom) sitting 051103 ... nom sitting 060103 ... i am busy getting 070709 ... n o m e e dizzy dizzy 101201 ... gja The whiskey on your breath Could make a small boy dizzy; But I hung on like death: Such waltzing was not easy. We romped until the pans Slid from the kitchen shelf; My mother's countenance Could not unfrown itself. The hand that held my wrist Was battered on one knuckle; At every step you missed My right ear scraped a buckle. You beat time on my head With a palm caked hard by dirt, Then waltzed me off to bed Still clinging to your shirt. thanks Theodore Roethke 101202 what's it to you? who go blather from