Purple was there first
in the thudding darkness...

Honestly
there is so much crap inside my keyboard...

A mirror ball sits on my window sill,
Small and cheap, a remnant of some party...

Ugh. I should have known.
It has been heaving itself upon me all day...

They're playing conga drums and bongo drums and...
in the living room...

I was once made mute
By the question...

I dance under
the cursing clouds...

There, caught
twisted like a...

Tea drinking and tutting, while
Constantly tucking...

Hey now
come take my hand...

My mind swims in a soup
Of words and decisions...

I like to see a little girl
playing with her brother's friends...