Piano

PIANO

oceans 12 plays on my bus with the sound on
you are a sad you’re nothing with no light in your room
listening conversation too fast too slow
listening conversation too fast too slow
to bury large boxes in pile of snow
is to be working hard
is to be in the know
listening conversation too fast too slow
glistening conversation too fast too slow
lowly phase caught up in a steam blaze
awake and running to look for somebody else to chase
glowing lonely as you stare off into space
a place to begin outside a wheel spins