you want to bury me under a mound of shopping bags
like it'd really make a difference
or make up for your disinterest
I'm a bill you pay
I'm a contract you can't break
and it's like I'm under water
or on an endless escalator
I just go up and up but I don't ever reach the top
Monday, January 30, 2006
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