Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Soliloquy in D minor

Day breaks
We play your games I open
And you raise me with glimpses of glances
I lay down my cards my words and my guard
You leave with a smile and play hard to forget
I fall so strings are pulled and favours called
Arrangements are made to set motions in places
I stretch at full stretch to appear this laid back when
A message shakes me out of my sleep
Five lines of text that tip off your take off
And I am briefly aware of a car
Passing outside while inside the darkness grows
You are poison on my lips and I spit
The bitter taste of your taste on the floor
And yet later I sit there and stare at
The stains of your coffee in my coffee free cup
And the last of your leftovers you failed to wash up
I miss your mess and sleep is eluding
And as I lie to myself in a space set for two
A line from a song loops over my head
For a minute there I lost myself
I lost myself