moves too fast

via the pulp girls


can you slow it down?
what?
the song is too fast.
slow the radio?
___(or at least sunset)
_are you waiting.running for something? she wants to ask
___(but look here how warm it is, and smiles are heavy dear god what do i do with all of them they won't fit in any bag suitcase nutcase

>>>how do we do this thing how do we do this thing how do we do this thing how do we do this thing?<<< ___[she laughs, with a screwdriver of course!]
____of course! it is summer, and it is dust, the windshield so dirty i can't see Reseda Ave i pass it again and curse and the air is sharp, some leviathan's bristles down my throat,

after all the things that we've been through,
___(a hundred times i had to write it out, sit on side of the road and look at the house and write out the address one hundred times until you don't forget it anymore 8035 8035 8035 8035 8035 8035 Hanna Hanna Hanna Hanna Hanna Hanna 91304 91304 91304 91304 91304 91304 over and over it's funny there are few details like that you remember for your whole life, it seems funny this place this place this place how often we crash/land/stop/crawl here ('place' has a figurative reading too she tells me, i just nod. sure. yes.

so which do you mean?

(one hundred times write down the sound of the fan. the day of the week. the names of your friends. the topics of your conversations. the dates of their birthdays. the clothes you wear. the sound of the fan. the sound of the fan. the sound of the fan)

seriously, which?

how do you get everything to fit in the suitcase?, hurry, my plane's leaving left gone never coming.