All that jazz

I … continental current keeps me teasing the disease

You… pray to Norman Mailer to ease the malaise

I… run on rainwater aching for a call

You… book the book flight and just say nothing at all

All that blood

All that jazz

Wasted days

Wasted ways

I… befriend a friend but all I get is the neck

You… defend a boy-band with a toy-sword in hand

I… bent like a wire on fire but straighten again

You… broke like a spoke you choke on clean air

All that blood

All that jazz

Wasted days

Wasted ways








May 2010