I can come to the table
Held pushed forwards against
I know what you thinkof what just spilled out of my mouthI know it wasnot supposed to be so angry
You pointed out my failingsjust therecircled decrypted highlighted
I sit here on the curveof the hillthinking that you can see mebeing over here, being honestbut perpetually on edge
You see your dreams wrecksuspended momentthe surreality sinking inthe way you absorb alcoholThe way you claimyou’re cleaning your…
Not nownot now, not now…Finding the missing snowprintsweeping on the kitchen tilethe tea leaves speakto lines in the hand
The old blue joy some misery crept inwe’ve built up the momentbuilt it upright good throughthe idol on the cupboardthe one holding its head…