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Listen to me crying
never did me crying
never did me crying
never did me any
good days ring
empty as your words–
I do not hear them
sleeping with me
you are not alone
in this world, no one
goes to bed early
in the morning
we awake
and remember our
lust.
Your name
is not the
same name
I have
wondered long
how to spell it on
a bad day I won't
remember my friends,
you are gone,
you do not hear
me spell my name,
do not see
me hiding
under these
rocks I am not
ill.
I follow you
home sometimes
is not the place
I lived
as a boy I would
run away
from the city
sometimes there
is no noise
in my head
when I sleep.
Prefer me
in this weather
I find refuge
only in you
do not undo
me till you have
seen my face shine,
here as before
beside you I would
whispers
only serve to
deceive me and
you will regret
this weather
brings rocks
down loose
me and you will
forget my
name.
Do not deceive
me, love
can be a rock
me slowly
you sing to me
you are a friend
when I hold
you there is no
noise when I sleep-
less nights
are only cause
for crying
never brought me home
never brought me friends
never made me well
again I am ill
and will
vomit in your
ears.
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