A New Piece

Heard you talking on the phone yesterday

But its hard to listen when I've got nothing to say

Heard a reference to the cold and the rain

I kept on watching the T.V. as you jabbered away

Into one ear and out the next I heard you tell me about your cat

I want a plastic Jesus with rainbow eyes to stare at me through sleepless nights

Heard you talking...

I'm always staring at the window or pasting flowers on the wall

While my days staring at the window

Staring myself away from it all

Heard you walking in you comfortable shoes

And you were always bitching how there was nothing to do

Saw your boredom manifest in the park

Garbage fires on stone altars that would light up the sky

Off of one foot and on the next

I saw you walking into my past

Sing a pretty song of me on cold summer nights

As my eyes glaze over as I turn out the lights

Heard you walking...

I'm always staring out the window

Gnashing my teeth and looking pale

While my days staring out the window

I dream catatonic 'cause it's free

Stop looking at me

I can swing from the trees

I can liberate me

Can't you see that the tension is killing me

Found myself stalking on a cold summer night

Looking for a place I could quietly go and blow my mind

Then it occured then like a fish in a dream

That objects in the mirror are sometimes closer than what they appear

Where did you go when the sun set?

Where did you go when you killed the bird?

Why did you spoil the sunlight?

Where do you go when the dream ends sharp?

Off of one life and on the next repressing emotion in frozen sweat

Sack of solace by my bedside at night

In case I awake to the cold thought of knives

Or the sound of you talking...