I
She sits in front of me and says...

September is confusing.
some say that...

I had a dream last night,
the ocean was the most beautiful...

By now I am starting to think
that having a boiling desire for...

Loneliness is here again.
Filling me with a coldness...

I don't recall mother,
ever hating herself...

That I'm already eighteen
you tell me constantly...

I've been looking for something.
I can't tell you exactly what it is...

I've been on this trampoline
lately,I've been going up...

. sometimes it was love,
sometimes it was hate...

Thoughts don't come so easily
I don't know what to write about...

Sure they were rats in the little wooden
apartment growing up...