still drifting, musing
thinking with the times
not much has changed
but all has too
life is strange
that much is true

'You're fussy,' I said, half-joking,
but in the midst of this endless smoking
and beer on the table, I see
that also applies to me.

It always seemed to me pernickety
she'd never found a true her-pick-is-he;
but like forced rhymes, real people
rarely fit in the way you thought they might do in the first place.

Don't fret about a husky tone;
it's downright sexy on the phone.

racking coughs and choked-up heads
this being ill just makes you brain dead
it seemed that saturday's dancing madness
(to ramones, nirvana, and, heavens, the punkees)
had shaken all this germ-filled sadness

but the coast wasn't clear
there was no defeat
and now husky tones rule
when i try to speak

sleepy susan
in a starbucks t-shirt (hiss!)
silhouetted
on the staircase
(with a supermodel sister too)

Blue Room

Back in this familiar place -
oh, I've been here before...
There's a promise to myself
lying shattered on the floor,
a warning note from my head
screwed up and ignored
by the heart which gives it life -
yet which brings me so much strife.

If I wis Oor Wullie
I wouldna have tae worry
aboot words an' stuff -
it'd be rare enough
if I wis Oor Wullie.