The paint is dry, we’ve closed the vein
to rinse the brush and go again
but still I know I’ve got the stain
and maybe you do too.
I found the stomach to deny
the urge to look you up online
don’t want to creep on your profile
but sometimes I still do.
Maybe I’ll see you on the cold moon
we’ll meet again beneath the cold moon
thin windows fill my room
with silver from the cold cold moon.
In the mirror here and there
I catch a flash of silverware
I shake my back to try to clear
the table set for two.
1 | You're Too Cool |
2 | Cultured Man |
3 | Strange Girl |
4 | Ancient Mars |
5 | Marlaina Kamikaze |
6 | Knot In My Heart |
7 | Observatory |
8 | The Great Collapse |
9 | Marionettes |
10 | Cab Driver |