� Baptized... � 2002-05-06 � 9:35 p.m. �

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I am whirlwind gone dead today... Tired with the weather... with battling the breezes... tired of standing mainly... and feeling like I stand alone mostly.

No words of my own in my head today..

Raped in words:

~Sleepwalking through the all-nite drugstore baptized in flourescent light I found religion in the greeting card aisle now I know hallmark was right.

And every pop song on the radio is suddenly speaking to me yeah, art may imitate life but life imitates t.v.

Cuz you've been gone exactly two weeks... two weeks and three days... and let's just say that things look different now different in so many ways.

I used to be a superhero no one could touch me - not even myself. You are like a phone booth I somehow stumbled into and now look at me I am just like everybody else.

If I was dressed in my best defenses would you agree to meet me for coffee if I did my tricks with smoke and mirrors... would you still know which one was me?

If I was naked and screaming on your front lawn would you turn on the light and come down? Screaming, "There's the asshole who did this to me! Stripped me of my power, stripped me down!"

I used to be a superhero, no one could touch me - not even myself. You are like a phone booth I somehow stumbled into and now look at me... I am just like everybody else.

Yeah you've been gone exactly two weeks.. two weeks and three days, and now i'm a different person different in so many ways.

Tell me what did you like about me? Don't say my strength and daring. Cuz now I think I�m at your mercy and it's my first time for this kind of thing.

I used to be a superhero. I would swoop down and save me from myself. You are like a phone booth that I somehow stumbled into and now look at me

I am just like everybody else.

I am worse than everybody else.~

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