My balances are low
Dust in the corner
Patience cowering
A wail stifling
(I promised to be quiet about it).
The deal was
Your hungry gaze
On my nakedness
Was to erase
The mundane.
Intead you're lost there
In the dreary daily
Managing to put me
To shame, for surely,
You are innocent. Yes,
This was done to you,
Never fear, I'm to blame.