So she will make a move with her in the dance floor of her mind
and it makes sense because she’s so far ahead
of this game of life
that no one can touch her
no one can tell her what to say because she
is
so fucking
ahead of the curve
She is the curve
It’s sort of funny
and it’s sort of sad
because she builds it up and throws it out
It packs her up and it punches the weight out of her
She
well
She tries really hard
but let’s just say
Let’s just say
Can we say?
Can I say it?
Why don’t you say it?
We are not in the business of reading minds
We are not spectacular and exciting.
We are just friends
Every single time I wonder
She wonders
Well
we all wonder
if it’s been right
it’s been written?
right?
ENDS