People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange


James Douglas Morrison, you live on. 

Yesterday I wanted to be like you, glorious, dimpled and self-destructive

I bathed in your glow, and it burnt me a little, but you are dead you beautiful creature

You died in your sleep, and those curls betrayed you.

Today, I want candour

And as I smear my eyes with a black pencil, I want to time travel.

Instead, I skip a meal and poke my brain with a sharp pencil

Fail at fiction, and smoke a cigarette.

I worry I worry I worry and I come back to the same point same story.

Lights bounce off the walls, tussar scarves burn, music throbs inside every brain

We laugh, we gesticulate, and spiral webs form on my feet, as they stare at you

-and wonder why

We drink and clap and stare at the walls, happiness in every pore

In the sweet morning light, we make love, out of breath,

Capture heartbeats, capture eyelids

And sleep.

If you wanna hang out youve got to take her out; cocaine. 
If you wanna get down, down on the ground; cocaine. 
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie; cocaine. 


-been swinging to Cream/ Clapton whole day

Drunk self is foolish. Reminds me that i haven't been filthy drunk since a certain eventful evening when i crushed, danced, flirted, screamed, ran away and cried in rapid succession. I twirled with the self, and swayed with the beats and i had fun. 
For now, i long to sit near your shoulder, slowly smoking a spliff as we admire the ancient building opposite ours, and watch the pigeons taking flight.

When I get to the bottom 
I go back to the top of the slide 
Then I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
'Till I get to the bottom
Where I see you again
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Well do you or don't you want me to make you?
I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you
Tell me, tell me. tell me
Come on tell me the answer
Well you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer
Look out!
Helter Skelter
Helter Skelter
Helter Skelter
Well do you or don't you want me to love you?
I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Baby tell me the answer 
Well you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer
Look out! 
Helter Skelter
Helter Skelter
Helter Skelter
When I get to the bottom 
I go back to the top of the slide 
Then I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
'Till I get to the bottom 
When I see you again
Yeah, yeah, yeah