Million Billion Trillion

remember we split grass and talked about the new play book
or some ibsen scene with a funny twist
Crasky and Bose checking out the hot chicks and offering luchtime tutoring
we all know the old potassium in water trick
coach had us doing suicides and running the red
we couldnt wait to make it back on thursdays for chocolate cake
and bread
the girls all excited about how similar they were to the company of spiders she wears a blue dress in the rain
troy headed out one night and when the bus came in the next day
we were all in tears
events of youth that didnt make it into the sunscreen song
the kids smoking down bush
afternoons stretched out in utopia
or dragging my french horn around school with cracks in its side from where the previous owner didnt care or had parents who didnt have to sell a kidney to let them be there
the blazer smell when your rained on
standing up for the speds in the canteen - that was me, im not saying everyone did it, i mean no one really stood up for them. was driving the backroads home, now in present time, dodging kangaroos and checking for singal, wanted to send a sms to my sis in uk. where was i goin with that? for one, my sisters tumor is shrunk! and im thrilled like. the second is that i drove past Luana's old place, and I remember thinking that somthing not right was going on there, i wonder if life was just one single pace slower, if we'd catch up on the things we miss, the BIG things we miss. Im sorry. and im still speeding by the cold night winter struck sky in my old car, for the people that say have you got a minute youd better, for your sake, give them an hour, dont bite the lip. for the people that say "iiiiiii..." give them a river cause they get swallowed whole by the emptiness, so quick.