Cabin Fever

Digitalia

11-23-04

angry clocks telling broken time
I don't need senseless I need sublime
stroke me to sleep in your memory chip
while on your screen I'm still a blip
in your head in your arms on your couch
over time over feelings over mouse
IMs VMs Emails the works
text messages are doorbells that hurt
numb to your new world
dumb to every dumb girl
these half-moons are half-truths
in my full sky waiting for full use
take my stars ride my clouds
it's never over no batteries run out
cut the wires lose the cords
listen not to my voice but enable my words
they do their damage not to the eye
but to the heart via the mind
manipulate context subverse react
reply retaliate reconcile reconnect
we got by before we'll get by now
sticks stones smoke signals knowhow
maybe you don't get the picture
may be yer channels not clear
mine's not but I've got service
to de-serve not deserve but learn this
you analog mind to my digital swirl
my 20th century heart you 21st century girl