Seducing The Laundry

I read Dorothy to keep her alive. I listen to the sound of my band's dissapearing. I skulk and moan, I stay up late. I worry about my mothers battles, but I try not to let it show.

       I laugh at the Christmas lights I remember from December.

I check the email, I read of one-legged cats in boots and of windmills waiting to be charged. I fast forward through the technique looking for the reactions, I close my eyes and pretend it's you.

I bring smiles to strangers, I make children laugh.

           I lie awake
           I lie awake
           I lie awake.