i
always wished you had a friend
for all the lonely nights you’ve spent
when all the overhead lights
shut off and the distorted faces
stopped looking in. you’re pretty brave,
you know that don’t you?
for the solitary blue life you lead
and all the years you’ve had to swim
relying only on that one tiny
fin.
It’s late time
Saturday night
(maybe Thursday)
sky’s getting dark
we’re getting smashed
like this glass
that we broke
on this empty
country road
no one around
it’s just us
but more things
are breaking
than these cups
we agreed we could
live without
we’ll wake up soon
and you’ll have
forgotten the things
you said and
only the broken
glass we left behind
will give testament.
Stop being a daydreamer
always living in your head
Stand up on your feet
get to work, you’re free
No coffee, no creamer
wake up before your dead
working away at the beat
Rebuilding what is me
by Lexy Alari
