Cross legged and blank-faced I sit and wait Flowers swaying in the wind The sun shining in my face Music and laughter play in my ears A phonograph for things that I donβt feel
Dancing images all around me Skirts twirling, feet jumping I used to jump and twirl I think Before I finally sat down Staring farther than they can see
I just knew Bombs fall all around me Earth splaying in clumps Waiting for someone to find me I sit and wait Cross legged and blank faced
If you bother to read it this way, it makes sense both backwards and foreword