in the words (and style) of e. e. cummings

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A NEW New Song

After spending all of yesterday crying, I was quite drained of all things heavy. I wrote this simple song.


you bring the back up and I'll bring the tune
and we'll sit together one hot afternoon
we don't need a threepiece, we don't need a drum
just play guitar while I hum

you bring the melody, I'll bring the voice
the weather is perfect, the company's choice
I don't need make up, you don't need a shirt
just play guitar while I flirt

you bring the bass line and I'll bring the song
it's a duet so you should sing along
we don't need money and we don't need plans
just play guitar while I dance

you bring the rhythm and I'll bring the blues
we'll turn off our phones and we'll take off our shoes
we don't need much, no we don't need a lot
all that we need we have already got
as long as you're near me, I don't need a thing
just play guitar while I sing


I find it funny because plans and dance barely rhyme when I sing it, but if an Englishman were to sing it, it wouldn't rhyme at all!

I like singing. It makes me feel good. It's important. People don't know it. They're trying to fill holes in the world with money. They see a hole in the world and they fill it with more money and wonder why there are still holes. I know you can fill it with art. It's okay if they don't, because I don't understand the money part. We'll each do our duty. I know my duty is art, even if it goes unnappreciated by the money people. I know it's important. I know it's helping all of us. Even if the money people send me to the street, I'll keep singing and the world will be better for it.

That's what I need to do...not be selfish. I know it seems like art is selfish but I know it's not. I'm going to try and dedicate today to making other people smile (I sound so preachy--there's still a racist homophobe who makes fun of AIDS in here, don't worry...) to see how it feels and then I'll try to do that forever. I'm also going for a jog today. Is it possible for people to change so drastically this quickly? I might as well try.

ps this has been the blog of a crazy person, obviously. I'm just SO weighed down right now, by so many different things, I'm finding it hard to be myself!!!

The (other) Romance Song

when a girl asks you what you're thinking
you should always say "about you,
about your eyes, your smile, and your tiny waist
oh i love you!"

but when i ask you what you're thinking
you say "nothing, nothing at all."
then you grin that vacant boy grin
and you wonder why i am appalled.

but you say
"romance can't be found in three little words
or in flowers or diamonds on a ring.
roses aren't gonna tell you how i feel."
you know i hate it when you're right
and i love picking fights.

why don't you just say what i wanna hear?

what do you think it means to be happy?
how do you think that i should react
when my best friends all become brides?
i'm running out of tact!

i don't hear "dear, i'll always be with you
'cause our love is the forever kind!"
though you care, i compare when i'm drowning in couples
there's no out of sight out of mind.

and you say
"romance can't be found in three little words
or in flowers or diamonds on a ring.
roses aren't gonna tell you how i feel."
you know i hate it when you're right
and i love picking fights

why don't you just say what i wanna hear?

when i step back i see that i'm happy,
i just glow and i know that it's always for you!
you don't need to feed my girly obsessions--
i only want you.

if you tell me all of your secrets
if you let me in on the joke
if you make me your partner in crime
i'll make you the worlds happiest bloke.

i know romance can't be found in three little words
or in flowers or diamonds on a ring
roses aren't gonna tell me how you feel
i know you're always right
i won't put up a fight

what you say is just what i wanna hear.