For Only
Kathleen Hanna
an image from a long long time ago
is haunting me
it plays itself with
picture perfect clarity
a certain walk, a certain talk
forever twenty three
for only me to see
i watch it like a movie
the details so consume me
what's real will surface when it's gone
(and then it's gone)
by now you've heard the news
what is there left to do
i watch it like a movie
the details so consume me
what's real will surface when it's gone
(and then it's gone)
yr face looks so familiar
unwashed and quite peculiar
no i can't say that i recall
i guess it's gone
