Born Without Bones Privileges
I'm eating dinner alone
I'm writing face down on the table
Crossing vowels spilling over consonants
I'm waiting hungry like a drone for something worth moving for
Why am I so still, so shrill? Why can't I show what I'm made of?
Dirty socks fill my drawers
Empty glasses provide company
I make this mess so I can lift my hands for the inclination
I've had enough of the heat
I want to wear my coat again
How can I erase what I have misplaced?
I am so glad that you are not around
I am sleeping alone
To the sound of war drums
And the voice in my head speaking in third person
I seem more so like a dream but I can't get it right
I rewrite over and over and over
Why can't I just fall in your line?
Why can't I just see that light?
Cause I don't believe in war or god or poetic ammunition
I've had enough of the heat
I want to wear my coat again
How can I erase what I have misplaced?
I am so glad that you are not around
I'm so f..cking sick of exit signs
Kevin slow down this is my exit
I just want to be no one else but me
Cause I am too proud to take advantage of your privileges
Your privileges. I just want to be no one else but me cause I am too proud to take advantage of your privileges
Your privileges. I just want to be no one else but me cause I am too proud to eat another meal alone
I'm writing face down on the table
Crossing vowels spilling over consonants
