By: Adrienne
(when I was in Chicago in 96' I wen to a mall
near my hotel,where the parking lot was particianed
by seasons)
2B Winter,
she parked her car
in Chicago
on a windy day
4A Autumn
I'd slash my wrists
but nothing is ever
built to stay
2B Winter,
her bright mercedes
her three lovers
and her wedding ring
4A Spring
she'd be a perfect mattress
but to me she gives a look
of hollow things
Lady I don't know you,but your a
disease, in a mall parking lot cuz
you've got bruises on your knees,
I'd kill 2B Winter 4A Autumn so I
wouldn't have to freeze....
with a sand witch and Ginger
Ale, watching her
(she's got metal) try to blot
away her pale,
She makes me laugh-
She makes me cry-
the way she can casually lie
and I leave Chicago