Every day has a beginning and ending,
Just like every life has a start and finish
July is gone like the gasoline
It took to make the circle again.
Florida to Florida, by the way of America
Cocaine and soda, playing Tetris in our underwear
We take turns reading letters, I read the haiku
And you move your nails across my legs.
In your arms, I don't know who I am
Taking all I know about nihilism
And trying to build it into a life
With your thought in mind.
I walk the streets down to the shore
And I sink into the Pacific
This is evrything up to now ending
It was nice to believe for a while.