04-29-2016, 12:29 PM
Middle of the room,
Stephanie dances around me,
she mumbles: sickbabyrealsick,
gottoseeTonynow.
Her eyes roll and vibrate,
as she spins out like a whirligig.
Through the window
the sun bakes her while she unfurls.
Pencil thin arms and legs,
flailing, obscure her figure.
Hypnotized by the kitchen clock,
she hits the door, and is in the wind.
I clench the sill,
and watch,
as she storms the old route,
then I scour the dresser for change.
The coins jangle like a ring of keys
in the hands
of an approaching jailer.
Middle of the room,
Stephanie dances around me,
she mumbles: sickbabyrealsick,
gottoseeTonynow.
Her eyes roll and vibrate,
as she spins out like a whirligig.
Through the window
the sun bakes her while she unfurls.
Pencil thin arms and legs,
flailing, obscure her figure.
Hypnotized by the kitchen clock,
she hits the door,
and is in the wind.
I clench the sill,
and watch,
as she storms the old route,
then I scour the dresser for change.
The coins jangle like a ring of keys
in the hands
of an approaching jailer.
Middle of the room,
Stephanie dances around me,
“I’m sick baby, real sick,
got to see Tony now.”
Her eyes roll and vibrate,
as she spins out like a whirligig.
Through the window
the sun bakes her
while she unfurls.
Pencil thin arms and legs,
flailing, obscure her figure.
Hypnotized by the kitchen clock,
she hits the door,
and she’s in the wind.
I clench the sill,
and watch,
as she storms the old route,
then I scour the dresser for change.
The coins jangle like a ring of keys
in the hands
of an approaching jailer.
(original)
Middle of the room,
Stephanie dances around me,
chasing that old habit
we'd stored away with demons.
What remains of her willpower
spins her out like a whirligig.
Through the window
the sun bakes her as she unfurls.
Pencil thin arms and legs
punctuate her furious craving.
Hypnotized by the kitchen clock,
she hits the door we know as death.
I clench the sill,
and watch,
as she storms the old route,
then I scour the dresser for change.
The coins jangle like a ring of keys
in the hands
of an approaching jailer.
Stephanie dances around me,
she mumbles: sickbabyrealsick,
gottoseeTonynow.
Her eyes roll and vibrate,
as she spins out like a whirligig.
Through the window
the sun bakes her while she unfurls.
Pencil thin arms and legs,
flailing, obscure her figure.
Hypnotized by the kitchen clock,
she hits the door, and is in the wind.
I clench the sill,
and watch,
as she storms the old route,
then I scour the dresser for change.
The coins jangle like a ring of keys
in the hands
of an approaching jailer.
Middle of the room,
Stephanie dances around me,
she mumbles: sickbabyrealsick,
gottoseeTonynow.
Her eyes roll and vibrate,
as she spins out like a whirligig.
Through the window
the sun bakes her while she unfurls.
Pencil thin arms and legs,
flailing, obscure her figure.
Hypnotized by the kitchen clock,
she hits the door,
and is in the wind.
I clench the sill,
and watch,
as she storms the old route,
then I scour the dresser for change.
The coins jangle like a ring of keys
in the hands
of an approaching jailer.
Middle of the room,
Stephanie dances around me,
“I’m sick baby, real sick,
got to see Tony now.”
Her eyes roll and vibrate,
as she spins out like a whirligig.
Through the window
the sun bakes her
while she unfurls.
Pencil thin arms and legs,
flailing, obscure her figure.
Hypnotized by the kitchen clock,
she hits the door,
and she’s in the wind.
I clench the sill,
and watch,
as she storms the old route,
then I scour the dresser for change.
The coins jangle like a ring of keys
in the hands
of an approaching jailer.
(original)
Middle of the room,
Stephanie dances around me,
chasing that old habit
we'd stored away with demons.
What remains of her willpower
spins her out like a whirligig.
Through the window
the sun bakes her as she unfurls.
Pencil thin arms and legs
punctuate her furious craving.
Hypnotized by the kitchen clock,
she hits the door we know as death.
I clench the sill,
and watch,
as she storms the old route,
then I scour the dresser for change.
The coins jangle like a ring of keys
in the hands
of an approaching jailer.