Parasite Love

Currently the housemates and I are top-to-end cleaning out a very big old house that has generations of old biology graduate student stuff layered into every possible corner of space; the egg shells and old feathers of birds that hopefully have flown to a place they like more.

This morning K. came across this piece of old yellowed notebook paper with the following sketch of a song (I think for gee-tar). The influence of a bioloigcal frame of mind isn't *too* subtle, is it? hm.

Was it ever performed? In the presence of the "parasitoid" in question perhaps? Ouch, what a crusher that'd be.



--Am----------G-----------------Em----
out of the light and into the darkness
--G---------------------D----------------Am--------
what I thought was a fire, turned out to be a flame,

( Am------G---------Am-----------Em)

------G--------------D------------------Am------
which blows out so easily when it starts to rain

like a parasitoid, you eat me from the inside,

dependency bred through intimacy