my friends (eye II)

August 14, 2003 - 1:02 am

***dead horse

I could kill myself tonight. And you�re not gonna lay down your eyes on me before I go. There�s no eye for me. I can spend 6 months here, I can spend one year, I will have no phone call, just none, no eye, no sign, no eyes on me. No letter, no word, no voice.
Nobody there for me.
This is heavy for my heart tonight.
This is just so heavy.

I invite them. I always do. Nobody comes. Sometimes they answer to one letter, sometimes to one email, but there�s no surprise, not one, no signs.
Why don�t you just lay down your eyes on me, precious baby, why you don�t even say you�re still there, somewhere�?

This is just too heavy.

 

Painting, 1993