dirty break beat

mints and cuts
walks and short talks

debris in the street

hiding underneath

and yellow hair says
i'm too nice

to people who
don't give a fuck

about me



cold & contrary
i know not to believe
the sting in jealousy

is there ever solid ground
or shall i just dance

dance

and try not to fall down


i'm not in the spot
bloody from the walk

smile still surfaces

chasing childlike curses

too bad
all the glory
comes
after i've already

gone