i added wings to my school bag
a stereo in my brain
the universe is in my spoon
it was during the 3-thursdays-week
we sniffed patchouli
she had a black old Mustang
we’ve been to the Pink Floyd show
we ate some hot-dogs
we went to seventh sky
i drank cheap beer and
dreamed of Janis Joplin
i feel a little weird now
i love him because he’s ugly
he’s a real slut
he eat his snots
i am always late
but it’s not that dark tonight
and it’s not with mirrors
that we’ll be able to see each other again