better than beer in the morning

Patti smith keeps talkin me down
on the old 45
she should have been bigger
than the hole in my roof
sky can be so demanding
recent thunderstorm
attention whore
maybe i don't mind so much
burn it all down if i get too cold
romantic rationale
self fulfilling prophecy
if i don't put it to paper it never happens
i think i'll never speak again
answer the phone with a series of grunts and sighs
this girl knows me better than i do
so we'll just meet in the middle
she's a fucking genius and i've become
a little less predictable