I crawled in through a buttonhole

Hey, where did you go?

I saw you standing in the door

Phantom limb sweat in the hall

 

Crack to close up and dissolve

I shouldn’t stare you in the eye

I want too hard, offend the twilight

 

I’m facing off with my mind

Placed you in a pickling jar

Discover you on down the line

 

Do do do do do

 

Wires fly overhead

A stream of echoes in the air

I lost the red thread

bound the world and all my friends

 

It feels like a sit-com silhouette

now it’s done

But the closing credits just keep rolling on and on and on and on and on and on

 

You forgot to take your coat

I might’ve stalled you on the stairs

Enough to catch another red

 

Scratch a contingent scab

Stretch his pulse along barbed wire

for just another morning lying

 

There and I’d stay all day

Burrow in between the seconds

Thieving from a thin forever

 

Driving north late afternoon

Sweet-blinded by the sun

The pawing hands of Saturday

release us one by one

A virgin carpet in the driveway

To carve and call our own

I christen every creaking floorboard 

As the main show

 

It feels like a sit-com silhouette

now it’s done

But the closing credits just keep rolling on and on and on and on and on and on

 

La la la la la