BIG CRUMBLE
Blue Hole
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You know, each day just seems like another listless heartbeat In a cyclical system pumping lifeblood to the harpies When the night comes I mark another tally off with a sharpie Popping sunshine in a bottle, walking around with the rest of the zombies I feel like a Kennedy, I'm the Sirhan to my Bobby It's 4 AM and I'm lurching through this fucking dim lit lobby The front desk woman looks like she's just seen a ghost As I kick the caked mud off my boots outside on the post It's bitter cold, my breath like cigarette smoke I feign grief easier than I deserve credit for I'm homesick in winter, just sick in spring Find where nothing belongs and start sticking things In that spot, this paycheck is all that I've got When I'm back home I'm nothing, a boiled over pot Of confusion and stress, I'm oozing with boredom A fusion of dull personalities I've learned In this grand illusion, grand and soothing I lose, my right hand touches my heart And I lie to the coward taking words at face value In the mirror, and scraping his skin with a towel Grand disillusion, woozy I stumble I woke up late again, I am not good with numbers You had me all wrong, I'm less rough and more tumble A feast of small crumbs just to watch the big crumble "It's me" I answer softly, I stand in your doorway Right after I barrel through a red light in the 4-way My company's disowned me, I languish in your porch shade The screen door creaks open, streaking light on the floor Letting us down easy has never been their forte and They've shown in the past their great distaste for foreplay I am lying facedown, breathing dust off the carpet Your eyes do not sparkle and these blinds are not starlit The sun creeps in like a spotlight to find all the dust floating Thick in the air like a cloud, like a musk I cry out like a mouse, "i am all alone" And I'm stuck to the bounds of your ringing house phone Out your door I am standing again, heartbroken I don't know how to keep these words from going unspoken I offer you breath, as a gift, as a token Try not to shy away, It's so hard to be open in this In this grand illusion, grand and soothing I lose, my right hand touches my heart And I lie to the coward taking words at face value In the mirror, and scraping his face with a towel Grand disillusion, woozy I stumble I woke up late again, I am not good with numbers You had me all wrong, I'm less rough and more tumble A feast of small crumbs just to watch the big crumble
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