come in
sit down
i've been expecting you
i've been waiting
that's song's running through my head again
i watch you light your cigarette
it all seems so natural
me and you
sitting in silence again
but perfect somehow
i know you see me
my tears falling down
making rainbows in my eyes
you turned of the TV
and walked away
leaving me standing on the porch steps
feeling out of place
in your doll-house world
seeing the crayon scribbles on the wall
and talking about life, death and suicide
but everything's still peachy-keen
so i wonder
are you dead
am i
the candles are burning down again
the wax running down the table
your cigarette's done and so are we
i'm breaking free of you stain-glass house
and stepping out on my own.
© 1998 m. hughes
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