Saturday, January 1, 2011

I Heard You Were A Rockstar With Tulips


I heard that you said,
that I was a loose cannon.

I heard that you said,
that I was a dangerous girl.

I heard that you said,
that you liked dust.

A lot, of dust.

I heard that I said,
that I needed a rockstar.

I heard,
that you were a rockstar, with tulips.

I heard,
that you wouldn't write about what happened,
until years had passed.

I heard,
that I hope that you never did.

I heard,
that I write about what happened, now.

I heard,
that I like ten dollar pianos.
And, dirt.
A lot of dirt.

I heard,
that I need a rockstar.

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