TALK...
...everybody talks while I listen to the "brave" man who round up in jail over having to beat up his ex-room mate for moving away and refusing to pay his half of the rent, to the mother who has been cashed away for taking a trip to Kentucky and her wild experience of the heavy sound of buzzing from some motherfucking bug that she probably eventually ate, to some girl that always talks about her boyfriend to cover-up all of her insecurities, to some want to-be-hippie talking about guitars and grades and teachers and stuff, who would most likely scratch his ass if I mentioned the name "Marc Bolan"...
...And I see more talk than I here anything...there seems to be an art to moving lips...not the sound that they make, but the way that they move...and sometimes I dig the teeth as much as I do the feet...and sometimes I'm all "clouds over nine" about the eyes, as long they are not looking at me (my strange connection to the film "Blue Velvet")...
...BUT...I normally tend to do a lot less talking and more listening. Don't need to watch TV no more when I have my friends, my family. and co-workers share their deepest emotions of what I missed on channel 4...
...lost my ex-lover to the TV screen: she was too busy buying into the latest trend while I was only trying to change the channel.
...everybody talks while I listen to the "brave" man who round up in jail over having to beat up his ex-room mate for moving away and refusing to pay his half of the rent, to the mother who has been cashed away for taking a trip to Kentucky and her wild experience of the heavy sound of buzzing from some motherfucking bug that she probably eventually ate, to some girl that always talks about her boyfriend to cover-up all of her insecurities, to some want to-be-hippie talking about guitars and grades and teachers and stuff, who would most likely scratch his ass if I mentioned the name "Marc Bolan"...
...And I see more talk than I here anything...there seems to be an art to moving lips...not the sound that they make, but the way that they move...and sometimes I dig the teeth as much as I do the feet...and sometimes I'm all "clouds over nine" about the eyes, as long they are not looking at me (my strange connection to the film "Blue Velvet")...
...BUT...I normally tend to do a lot less talking and more listening. Don't need to watch TV no more when I have my friends, my family. and co-workers share their deepest emotions of what I missed on channel 4...
...lost my ex-lover to the TV screen: she was too busy buying into the latest trend while I was only trying to change the channel.
