The Lock Was Broken

Poised, ready to fall on the concrete curb Yellow meets gray meets forever down the road Pull your collar up Pull it closer to your cheek You can hide inside It's warmer in the entryway An empty white room to go with your empty white face You've surrounded yourself with your need to be alone You're perfecting the art of apathy his robot still wants to bleed We're not even halfway home tonight Leaning up against the corner You start to wonder if you're unhappy or just bored Running drunken through the streets Shouts from windows Smile and wink At little ladies from behind tattered blinds A leaf picked from a weary and unsuspecting tree Folded neatly between the pages of a sophomore journal Serves as testament to this night So stay out here in the cold with me Did Aaron finally find his keys I'm tired of waiting Of dealing in fractions The long walk home doesn't seem so impossible As the minutes melt away They drip like wax from roofs They bless the ground and collect in pools Forceful footsteps from a floor below Youth has come to claim this home Shouts across the room come through The cracks of my floor like flowers bloom Affected force and pretentious threats She's curled up on the couch wrapped In her favorite blanket The fabric pulled up to her rosy cheek Running drunken through the streets Shouts from windows Smile and wink At little ladies from behind tattered blinds A leaf picked from a weary and unsuspecting tree Folded neatly between the pages of a sophomore journal Serves as testament to this night Eight rooms, connected The moon Creeps into the frame of my window A few days Short of full Stomps on the stair step Stop outside I could feign sleep If the lights were off Too late now The rays of light have already climbed atop my face We'll deal the best we can