siam
08-01-2001, 01:06 AM
light another cigarette
tolstoy's buttoning his pants
he empties his pockets half
full of vodka in the form
of silver coins
and calls a cab
turn another page
on the calendar beside the bed
half hidden half exposed
in the wrinkled cotton sheet
i walk barefoot on the wood
hard and cold across the room
to the window on the second floor
and watch him fumble for his keys
and another cigarette
the day's already wet
and far too old
so it
pours another drink
and i sit naked on the hard
wooden floor
they say i need to quit
but it's all i know of love
and if not for all the love
then what's the drinking for?
he
whispers another name
when i'm pressed against the wall
when he's crushing all my bones with his
he whispers, anna anna anna karenina
i think he thinks that's me
when he throws me on the floor
and i lose my train of thought
empty another glass
he tries to make me real to him
by recreating me himself
he says he's put me on a pedestal
but that's not really it
i'm sitting all alone on a ladder
in the middle of a room
that has no ceiling
wondering what i'm doing here
or if it even maters
collecting each addiction
so i'll know who i am
start another day
hung over by forgetting
all the sheep there are to count
that never lets me sleep
all the countless stupid sheep
i
turn on another faucet
in an attempt to stop the dripping
it spills into the tub and
begins to fill me up
half empty half bored
i sink under the water
cover my ears to stop the screaming
but it's all i know of peace
the phone rings
i
light another cigarette
tolstoy's buttoning his pants
he empties his pockets half
full of vodka in the form
of silver coins
and calls a cab
turn another page
on the calendar beside the bed
half hidden half exposed
in the wrinkled cotton sheet
i walk barefoot on the wood
hard and cold across the room
to the window on the second floor
and watch him fumble for his keys
and another cigarette
the day's already wet
and far too old
so it
pours another drink
and i sit naked on the hard
wooden floor
they say i need to quit
but it's all i know of love
and if not for all the love
then what's the drinking for?
he
whispers another name
when i'm pressed against the wall
when he's crushing all my bones with his
he whispers, anna anna anna karenina
i think he thinks that's me
when he throws me on the floor
and i lose my train of thought
empty another glass
he tries to make me real to him
by recreating me himself
he says he's put me on a pedestal
but that's not really it
i'm sitting all alone on a ladder
in the middle of a room
that has no ceiling
wondering what i'm doing here
or if it even maters
collecting each addiction
so i'll know who i am
start another day
hung over by forgetting
all the sheep there are to count
that never lets me sleep
all the countless stupid sheep
i
turn on another faucet
in an attempt to stop the dripping
it spills into the tub and
begins to fill me up
half empty half bored
i sink under the water
cover my ears to stop the screaming
but it's all i know of peace
the phone rings
i
light another cigarette