Saturday, June 20, 2009

you just keep me hanging on


Set me free why don't you baby
Get out of my life why don't you baby
You really don't want me child
You just keep me hanging on
You never, never, never needed me
You just keep me hanging on

You said when we broke up
you just wanted to be friends
Tell me, how can we still be friends
when seeing you just breaks my heart again
and there ain't nothing I can do about it

Motown has a crafty way of expressing human sentiment, does it not?  God bless The Supremes for expressing what I am feeling right now in a popular rhythm. Did you know rhythm is the only word in the English language that is made up of purely consants? Good to know in case you are on a game show or sexually attracted to an English nerd like me who loves trivia like that. 

Back to what I was saying - yes, motown, pain, longing, distress, losing people, ejecting people, deleting people - I didn't go that far did I to cover all those sentiments. Well I am feeling them all.  

I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I keep thinking of this one fucking e.e.cummings poem that tears me apart. DAMN YOU E.E.CUMMINGS.


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