It's another, 'nother, 'nother kill.

a girl.higher.perverse and unrealistic.
they call my name.but i'm not my name.
i'm breathing.and that's ok.
i'm swearing.and that's ok.

sometimes i'm a hero.
and i'm always trying.
to find a new way of smiling.new way of dying.new rules for a new anarchy.some clouds on my tongue.some immaterial gold.
as subtle as acid.

sometimes i'm a f*****g coward.
and i'm always hiding.
on the seesaw in the nearby park.
with lipstick, cynicism and wit on one side,
bubbles, sneakers and chewing gum on other.

i like post-punk and someone else's smile.
i live for discolour and someone else's play.
someone like me is dead in places.
someone like me is accurate.
someone like me was left undone.

so i drop by the beach and surf.