Every one in this house
is always sleeping soundly
at this hour
but me
I shovel drugs and drinks
inside my now dry mouth
and they poke at my brain
who says
“spit it all out”
I close my eyes and mimic
the dark and the quiet
at this hour
but I
Can suddenly hear a party
that exists five cities over
and the people
they’re real
but they sound
like a radio
and I open my eyes
and the party is over
and the static is gone
Then I start to hum a song
to soothe my mind with
a familiar sound
something real
controllable
Everyone in this house
is always sleeping soundly
at this hour
but me
By now I’m out
of drugs and drinks
and I’m left with
thoughts and thinks
and I hear footsteps
Oct 18, 2011
Oct 18, 2011 at 3:34 AM UTC
Every one in this house
is always sleeping soundly
at this hour
but me
I shovel drugs and drinks
inside my now dry mouth
and they poke at my brain
who says
“spit it all out”
I close my eyes and mimic
the dark and the quiet
at this hour
but I
Can suddenly hear a party
that exists five cities over
and the people
they’re real
but they sound
like a radio
and I open my eyes
and the party is over
and the static is gone
Then I start to hum a song
to soothe my mind with
a familiar sound
something real
controllable
Everyone in this house
is always sleeping soundly
at this hour
but me
By now I’m out
of drugs and drinks
and I’m left with
thoughts and thinks
and I hear footsteps
