Musings of the Discman Listener
By Kellyanne Lynch
Boy, what do you do,
Flirting with a recluse?
My ears don’t hear you
My eyes don’t see you
Oh, are you still here?
I have my melodies
And my fantasies
So why would I need you?
You smile and lean close
Too close not to notice
That I’m closed
Closed off to you
And to all
But matchbox twenty
The CD spins
My daydreams begin
And everyone else disappears
- 10/25/00
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